You’re the wind that carries me from place to place
The only high I always chase
Antonia Cuevascompartió una citahace 2 años
I felt like a flower that had just endured weeks of hail and rain, finally feeling the soft kiss of the sun, and knowing that somehow, someway, things would be all right. Maybe not tomorrow, and certainly not today, but they would.
Antonia Cuevascompartió una citahace 2 años
The most important dance you’ll have in your life is one that does not require music.