I am a lot of things. I am a balloon floating high in the sky.

If I popped, the air would be filled with glitter, feathers, seashells and raindrops.







Friday, October 28, 2011

time won't wait, so don't be late


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Originally uploaded by fishberry jam




And all I hear is the music
And beauty stands before me
And love comes back around again
It's a carousel, my friend
Posted by FishberryJam at 9:21 PM

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