"Imagine one day you wake up to the smell of burning eggs, not so romantic, I know. And you smile because you know he's trying to cook for you again, even when he can't really cook eggs without burning them a little, and you get out of bed, wash up and go downstairs seeing him trying not to burn the eggs and you, being someone who sleeps all day and woke up late, you still have that tired smile on your face and you hug him from behind inhaling his scent listening to his heartbeat as it slowly increases and you think to yourself, "i made it"."
—D.W
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Inspirational: 365 Days A Year. ♥
SonstigesExpirer, c'est mourir. L'inspiration, c'est la vie. La vraie vie. C'est le souffle en profondeur, à l'intérieur de l'être. Comme si le Vent, dont nul ne sait d'où il vient ni où il va, inhalé par l'être, lui insufflait l'essence des choses, la subti...
