Thinking you’re the worst person in the world is no different than thinking you’re the best. It’s giving yourself a place in the universe you haven’t earned.
I love the way you say good morning,
and you take me the way I am.
I wanted a story that couldn’t be told…
only the fishing part of fishing.
I didn’t see the brave girl so near me.
I couldn’t hear you singing softly to me.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map