Summer was coming up and painted her eternal skies in a bright blue.
I felt like tearing pages out of books in my head,
while I am still thinking of you.
Your writings are so beautiful, they leave me speechless and I never know whether I want to cry or laugh. It's like seeing your soul in a mirror, really. Thank you for that. xx
Your writings are so beautiful, they leave me speechless and I never know whether I want to cry or laugh.
RépondreSupprimerIt's like seeing your soul in a mirror, really.
Thank you for that. xx
i agree with Hannah.
RépondreSupprimerthis is short, sweet, and beautiful. i love reading your words, darling.
You, are wonderful.
RépondreSupprimer"tearing pages out of books in my head" - how perfectly this describes my own feelings. Simplicity at its most beautiful, that's what your blog is. x
RépondreSupprimerI am always amaze at how much you can say with so little words. It's most beautiful. xx
RépondreSupprimerYou make me so sad, my dear. What a beautiful blog I have found here.
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