A little place where I can drink milk from strawberry laces.
Wednesday, 18 May 2011
The one thing hurting people simply want to hear from another hurting person.
“You’re okay.”
He said, taking my delicateness in his arms and my vulnerability in his hands.
“You’re okay.”
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