Different Pen
Summers and solitude, winters and wistfulness. God, Arctic snow and strawberries.
Sunday, August 02, 2015
what her heart sounds like
"Call your mother. Tell her you love her. Remember, you’re the only person who knows what her heart sounds like from the inside."
(pobredreamer, Tumblr)
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