Stephanie Nordstrom


Those joys were so small that they passed unnoticed, like gold in sand, and at bad moments she could see nothing but the pain, nothing but sand; but there were good moments too when she saw nothing but the joy, nothing but gold. -Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina how many times must you prove you're an angel how much longer must you remain in this dream before i finally figure out if you're insane or a genius I dwell in possiblity

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