A supreme love, a motive that gives a sublime rhythm to a woman's life, and exalts habit into partnership with the soul's highest needs, is not to be had where and how she wills: to know that high initiation, she must often tread where it is hard to tread, and feel the chill air, and watch through darkness. It is not true that love makes things easy: it makes us choose what is difficult.
Saturday, August 31, 2013
end of my days?
well pills and alcohol equal bad mix now im bleeding internally.fantastic.. oh well hopefully its quick.
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