A series of daily notes- from one soul to an other. We are stuff that dreams are made of. We come and go through many life times searching for the reason for existence, which is simply one word- "LOVE".
Wednesday, 14 March 2012
Magyar
-My wild Magyar Dragon
Yeah, I miss you too, my wild, wee, little, Pusta-muffin drac. Tonight though could not possibly be worse, as life is rapidly leaving me behind. I will keep you updated.
Kisskiss sweetheart,
your little wee,
Indigo Magyar
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