a little bit about me, little bits of bits around me; picked up off the floor, pulled out of the air, borrowed from a friend, spread around with paint and water
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Saturday, July 19, 2014
oh , love
I met a woman yesterday who told me her beautiful story of love.
She had met and lived with a man for 4 years but had to call it off and move away,
as her religion did not approve of their relationship. She broke his heart.
Now 30 years later he looked her up,
they are just as in love and getting married next year.
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