How I want to see the mountains, rivers, sunshine, and ruined fortresses! Let the wind course over us until we become beautiful

Mian Mian

Categorized in : Wind Beautiful Sunshine

...because one morning as the sun was coming up I told myself that I had to swallow up all of the fear and garbage around me, and once it was inside me I had to transform it all into candy. Becuase I know you will be able to love me for it.

age morning love