Hate mornings like this in general. Cold, dark, gloomy like my heart.
Yes it’s still aching. Like little pangs of ache that strike that I need to pull back on. Everytime I do it tugs on me.
Hate mornings like this in general. Cold, dark, gloomy like my heart.
Yes it’s still aching. Like little pangs of ache that strike that I need to pull back on. Everytime I do it tugs on me.
~versatility is not an over-rated virtue~
Favorite Things, Family Life, Fun Projects
ALONG WITH LIFE HERE
ALONG WITH LIFE HERE
ALONG WITH LIFE HERE