A dreamer. A contradiction. A lover of beauty, art, music, my dog, laughing, smiling, creativity, holding hands, antiques, photography, warmth, cold, , sleeping, vampires, zombies, pretty dresses, silver, Dali, the ocean, the moon driving fast, long drives on an open road, romance, open fires, camping, sunsets, stars, dancing, and never growing up. It's the little things that make my heart glow.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
So tell me why?
Why is it that something that feels so right seems to feel wrong. No matter how good it feels at the time, how right it feels, when the daylight comes the illusion is broken and nothing but stark reality remains.
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