The other day I was thinking: "What is the one thing that has defined me throughout the years, since I was little?" It didn’t take long to answer. It’s my ability to stand up against fear and swim toward it, even while being terrified of every possibility.
Etiqueta: love
Conjuro
Que nunca encuentres la salida de mi laberinto. Que se pierdan todas las llaves que puedan librarte de mí y ponerte en marcha.
Caring?
"Caring?"—he replied, confused. It wasn’t a word most people used to describe him. "Yes. Caring and loving," said the man, legs wide open as he pushed himself in.



