it is such a secret place, the land of tears. (a.d. saint-exupery)
i’m feeling a bit lost in my own freedom right now. too many choices, directions, possibilities, and so, today, i’ve chosen to stay safe and still in this moment. perhaps because everything i know is here and now, and one of the things i know, is that everything can change in an instant. in the [...]
let the rain kiss you. let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. let the rain sing you a lullaby. (l. hughes)
april comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers. (e. millay)
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