"This bud of love by summer’s ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet..."
– William Shakespeare
Friday 17 March 2017
Feeling Sick
Sometimes its so hard to be alright when the whole world is with you but the one who should be there to hold your arms tight is not there with you. We'll just feel sick.
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