April 2012
1 post
Baby in a Basket
The notion that you don’t have to receive someone’s love is on my mind. Love, that beautiful untamed, unpredictable thing that we create between us. The hardest of all emotions, intended to be the strongest and truest of all bridges. How is it that we can be so picky as to whose particular brand of love we receive? Isn’t love so wonderful a thing that we should take it from all...
