My boyfriend told me the most interesting story yesterday. He had asked a boy, who happens to drop the "L" bomb quite a bit, if he loved this certain girl enough to die for her.
That had me thinking about how love sacrifices. But then it hit me hard this morning as I got on Yahoo and watched this {be warned, you will cry more than likely}::
Love still exists. The self-less and self-sacrificing kind of love.
27. raising all boys... cats that is. married + full of wanderlust.
standing true to naivety with my own two feet on the ground. never acting completely like a grown up.
i can't resist paper lanterns, oversized sweaters, all things that sparkle + shine, whimsical photography, or the summer-y smell of honeysuckle.
i honestly love you for reading my blog.
how sweet are you?!
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