To come of age to properly analyze the consequences of one's actions is to posses poise. Nostalgia will always serve as a fair reminder of bliss that was my youth, to kiss with passion, the caress of conviction and the simple beauty of auspicious innocence. For all these are distant memories but it has occurred to me that in this new being, how beautiful these things could be if ever I should find this again, how much more appreciative I would be that fate so brought me to this benediction.
Currently listening to: "shaking" by Sugarcult, what candid memories!
About Me
- Rebecca
- At times, no more than my name's acronym. A sassy disaster, always.
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