Thursday, February 13, 2014

A WILTING WALLFLOWER


Slowly I am withering, a flower deprived from the sun. Longing to belong to someone or somewhere.
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  1. AnonymousFebruary 17, 2014 at 6:24 AM

    “When everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it.” – A.H.

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