My mom was a simple girl. She had simple dreams of pie, coffee and her girls living a good life. She wrote poems and songs, and played pranks on us. I have carried on her traditions. To my family I had grand dreams. I had dream dreams. They were bold and foreign. They didn’t know […]

via Gonna visit Hong Kong and from above my mom will watch — psychologistmimi

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