"A mark for every breath you took, every blink, every sleepy yawn. One for every time you sucked your thumb, waved hello, closed your eyes and slept in the most perfect darkness. One for every time you had the hiccups. One for every dream you dreamed within me. It isn't very pretty anymore. Some may even think it ugly. That's OK. It was your home. It's where I first grew to love you, where I lay my hand as I dreamed about who you were and who you would be. It held you until my arms could, and for that, I will always find something beautiful in it."
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If I Just Lay Here / Would You Lie With Me / And Just Forget The World. Snow Patrol
Burning down my apartment would be worth it, worth it I tell you!
Are you joking me?? Nutella puppy chow-my husband would devour this;)
you know nothing about the sort of love of which i am capable. every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear. your mind is my treasure, and if it were broken, it would be my treasure still: if you raged, my arms should confine you, if you flew at me wildly, Ii should receive you in an embrace. in your quiet moments i could hang over you with untiring tenderness and never weary of gazing into your eyes.― charlotte brontë, jane eyre.
Amazon.com: Now i lay me down to sleep, i pray the lord my soul to keep, if I should die before i wake, i pray the lord my soul to take