“Mistakes were made.” I hate that phrase. It suggests that I regret what I did. I don’t. In fact, I’d do it again.
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My dreams cannot end without the taste of your lips. My world cannot go on without you in it. You are my Sun, and I am Heliocentric. You are the travels, I’ve not yet braved. You are the breaths that I’ve not yet taken. You are my muse.
She is a Goddess. Art, music, and freedom all in one. She is peace and blessings. Love and passion. She is a Goddess.