f*cking delirious

“Tell me the story, about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe."
I believe in fate
and fate believes in me.
One day
we will meet again.
You’ll be standing there
and I’ll be standing here,
still.
And all the time in between
of waiting and wondering
will all start to make sense.
-
A Story A Day #207 by M.D.L

(via barbieandken)

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