If the world cursed me to see one thing for the rest of my days, I'd pray it was the image of you in a moment of true happiness and bliss. Your soul shines through your pores when you smile and no words I write could ever describe how beautiful that is.
djm
Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 2:25 AM UTC
If the world cursed me to see one thing for the rest of my days, I'd pray it was the image of you in a moment of true happiness and bliss. Your soul shines through your pores when you smile and no words I write could ever describe how beautiful that is.
djm
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