A Votre Santé ~ To your health

I'm tired of saying I want.
I sound like a bratty 2 year old.


We have words written on our soul that tell us who we are.
We can stray from what that is, but the real us is always there.
It's the little voice in the back of your head.
Your secret hopes.
Your wild dreams.
The part of you that's strong when everything else has failed.
Sometimes it's hard to find under everything else,
but it's there.

We're leaving for North Carolina tomorrow to visit our cousins.
It's 52 degrees in the morning up there ^.^

Goodnight
<3