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Time. I want to hide from time. I want to tell him to stop, he’s running too fast. There’s time to arrive there, where something is waiting for us. But he doesn’t listen to me. He doesn’t listen to anyone. He flies on the promise of never getting tired. Time never gets tired.
One day, when i was a teenager, i was told time is the most precious thing of people’s life. Back then, when all the years seemed the same, and time was like a quite infinity ocean, i didn’t believe it.
I was told time is the most precious thing of people’s life.
I just realized that yes, time is precious, when i finally had a lot of stories to tell and memories to share. You see, time flies and if one is too distracted to enjoy it, life goes on and end with us, having anything to tell. Or share.
That being said, i almost can’t believe that i bough this corselet 10 years ago. That’s pretty weird, how time flies, isn’t it?
So now, i let time slip through my fingers but i enjoy every second of it. We can’t stop time, but we can drink it til the last drop.
Leather Jacket: | Mango |
Corselet: | Vintage |
Ripped Jeans: | Zara |
Boots: | Pull&Bear |
Purse: | Killah |
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