How come twenty-four hours, baby, sometimes seem to slip into day, oh, twenty-four hours, baby, sometimes seem to slip into day. When a minute seems like a lifetime, oh, baby,
when I feel this way.
HOVER
dissendiun
Anaïs Nin, “?”
“Sólo creo en el fuego. Vida Fuego. Estando yo misma en llamas enciendo a otros. Jamás muerte. Fuego y vida.”