poetry is my oxygen.
They may not see each other for days, or weeks, months… even years at a time. But if there’s love, dear… those are the ties that bind, and you’ll have a family in your heart, forever. All my love to you, poppet, you’re going to be all right… bye-bye.
Mrs. Doubtfire (1993)
"Move toward what makes you feel great. Move away from what makes you feel bad. Tolerating things just creates stress which makes you all kinds of sick."