Too often, we do not know where the demarcation line is, that point where time morphs from being a friend to being a foe. Time is a friend, but as one grows older, mostly time becomes the enemy. Always treat… — Pacifiersucker Copy Share Image
“A first kiss is the demarcation line: the same information that a moment ago felt private, all of a suddens seems unfair to withhold. And with that exchange came more.” — Francesca Marciano Copy Share Image
