17.6.11
life begins at the end of your comfort zone. 1st may. you lead me to the edge of a cliff. it didn't take me one month to put all my trust in you. before i knew, you caught me when i fall off or you just taught me how to fly. maybe it's just not about the ending, maybe it's about the story. ily.
it's how u trust ur instinct or gut feelings that u can last with a person.
feb 29, 1983
i had the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. the ability to just sit and talk. about love, life and about almost everything. to sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our life slowing to a crawl. bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitation. to speak without regret or fear of consequences. to talk for hours on end about what's really important in life. haven't cried. dull reality turned a little wonderland.
i wished everyday was feb 29, 1983.
life begins at the end of your comfort zone. 1st may. you lead me to the edge of a cliff. it didn't take me one month to put all my trust in you. before i knew, you caught me when i fall off or you just taught me how to fly. maybe it's just not about the ending, maybe it's about the story. ily.it's how u trust ur instinct or gut feelings that u can last with a person.
feb 29, 1983
i had the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. the ability to just sit and talk. about love, life and about almost everything. to sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our life slowing to a crawl. bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitation. to speak without regret or fear of consequences. to talk for hours on end about what's really important in life. haven't cried. dull reality turned a little wonderland.
i wished everyday was feb 29, 1983.
