Things that are felt but can’t be held… Like air, cold winter breeze
Like warmth, and mid-summer heat. Like the fog of an early autumn morning… And you my darling.
unwiring my mind
Things that are felt but can’t be held… Like air, cold winter breeze
Like warmth, and mid-summer heat. Like the fog of an early autumn morning… And you my darling.
Heloooow and mahadsanid(thank you) for visiting my blog. I'm Munimar(combo of my two names) I'm a mother of two darling boys, a Creative soul, lover of Coffee & Kindness. I speak up on tabooed topics as I am a survivor and it's my mission to inspire and encourage my fellow survivors. Say hi. chao View more posts