nivhtwish

"What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet."

One day, all of us will get separated from each other. We will miss our conversations of everything and nothing and the dreams we had. Days, months and years will pass until this contact becomes rare. One day our children will see our pictures and ask : "who are these people?" And we will smile with invisible tears because a heart is touched with a strong word and you will say : "it was them that I had the best days of my life with." 

Hello, I'm bebe.
i am back 🦋
you are the cause of my euphoria