January 2010
105 posts
I cry myself to sleep every night.
dirtyhumans:
But I’m not mourning. Not an ounce of sorrow circulates my system.
I cry because I’m lucky. I cry because I’m overwhelmed. I cry because I’m grateful. I wish that it was in some way possible for me to share everything that I have with every deserving soul in this world. My food with every hungry child. My comfortable bed with every man asleep in the gutter. The love that I share...
