A good sign you've had a good night is that the hangover headache gives you a feeling of nostalgic pleasure.
I had some great wine last night. A little too light maybe but precious.
I never think I've tried to steal so many glances at a girl as last night. The feeling is that of verification. Does this woodland beauty really sit across from me. Is this really possible. Can this savior be for real.
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I love all of you. So much.
2 comments:
You write so lovely so lovely O :o) A bunch of hugs for ya and also i got a couple of quotes for you, not least, to do it for the joy it brings :o)
"Sometimes the beauty is easy. Sometimes you don't have to try at all. Sometimes you can hear the wind blow in a handshake. Sometimes there's poetry written right on the bathroom wall."
"Strangers are exciting, their mystery never ends. But, there's nothing like looking at your own history in the faces of your friends."
"I cannot name this
cannot explain this
and I really don't want to
Just call me shameless"
thank you, and not just for that
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