YENHUA

Faith, trust & pixie dust

Things are sweeter when they are lost.
I know because once I wanted something and got it.
It was the only thing I ever wanted badly.
And when I got it it turned to dust in my hands.

—F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned 

(Source: awritersruminations)

How do I let you go when you weren’t even mine to begin with?