When I think of the miles and the oceans that keep us apart, my heart aches knowing that I can't give you a hug when you need it most.
But soon, darling.
Soon, I will be able to lace my fingers into yours. Soon, you will be the first thing I see when I wake up in the morning.
Soon.
About Me
- Disco Ball Pixie
- *in love with Steve McCurry's work * used to have a camera permanently attached to left hand * selective memory * painfully shy * fascinated by storytellers and images * laughs a little too much * tattooed and pierced but still docile * stopped trying to save the world a year ago * hates rude people * occasionally have conversations with random strangers * loves Robbie Williams and Oasis * tries to look punk sometimes * enjoys conversations with children * gets high on life * drinks Malibu * secretly wants to be 5 years old again * experimenting with lomography * no more madonna gap
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