No longing for the moonlight
No longing for the moonlight
No longing for the sun.
No longer will I curse the bad I’ve done.
Maybe you just have to live for the small things, like being called pretty or someone picking up the pen you dropped or laughing so hard that your stomach hurts. Maybe that’s all that really matters at the end of the day. Tianna Kavanagh

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