There's not only death and hate in this world.
And I know that, of course I do.
Moments where people you rarely know suddenly are so damn cute you wonder why the hell you never talked much with them.
Precious moments. I keep them safe in my heart.
A good friend bitching around and making a stupid scene.... I am used to it.
I roll my eyes and turn around, period.
Yes, it's always that simple. For me anyway.
But those little facts don't have the power to destroy a wonderful day.
I felt loved, safe and well.
englishmaple am 15. September 13
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