I’ve felt a little lost lately, which is why I lost track of time. It’s running away way too fast, so much so, that I find it difficult to curse it or something.
Here are some more from the little pink diary:
“Chase down your passion like it’s the last bus of the night.”
“God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.”
“Love one another and you will be happy. It’s as simple and as difficult as that.”
“I dreamed of a wedding of elaborate elegance,
A church filled with family and friends.
I asked him what kind of wedding he wished for,
He said one that would make me his wife.”
(Yes, ^that one’s cheesy, but a little cheesy-ness never killed anyone. And yes, I’ve been spoilt.)
“A Ma Vie De Coer Entier”
A French Proverb