somehow she knew that you didn't get many moments like this in your life: moments when you knew, without any doubt, that you were alive, when you felt the air in your lungs and the wet grass beneath your feet and the cotton on your skin; moments when you were completely in the present, when neither the past nor the future mattered
i'll flirt with you everyday
aspire not to have more but to be more
sometimes i believe in as many as six impossible things before breakfast
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