the sky was in his eyes blue with clouds floating in his smile. His voice rushed of pines in a breeze, his hair told of green meadows in the spring; he scented of northern lights… And I knew I had met a wild soul, just as wild as mine. Continue reading I met a wild soul
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Already half in week, and lost motivation to stay awake 😦☕🍪 Here’s my insta handle guys- Pia Majumdar Continue reading Born to be wild, but….