She is not “my girl.”
She belongs to herself, and to all of the world. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.
How much more blessed can I be?
Avraham Chaim, Thoughts after The Alchemist (via avraham-chai)
The devil doesn’t come dressed in a red cape and pointy horns. He comes as everything you’ve ever wished for.
Pretty much describes us doesn’t it? 😊
The good vibe
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