Tuesday, October 27, 2009
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
That's ok. Cos the bread and water turns to croissant and wine with you.
Ever since I first caught the train with you...
I've been missing you on all the train trips I've taken alone.
You are the only reason I'm able to get through the week, and the only reason I look forward to Monday mornings when everyone else hates them, and the only reason I can never wait for the weekend to end when everyone else wants the weekend to last forever :)
So, this post has more meaning for me than usual, both for the photo and the writing. Stale bread and bitter water indeed.
not only food in the French restaurant but all the food in the world taste like water and bread without you.
Someone so special, went without bread and water today.
I found these, read them and smiled. You are a lovely, impactful person and I hope you are told that every single day.
I could never thank you for these properly, even if I tried.
Grace and peace,
With you... Bread and water turns to LOVE<3
found this while browsing and thought of your blog :)
Prison food, bread and water. Because without you is freedom, like prison.
Hi there! I came across this picture and I'd really like to use it for an English project in school where we're supposed to identify elements of a picture that captures our attention. Is it alright if I used this picture?
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