it's pumpin blood.
The evenings when every dream is reachable. When every emotion screams happiness, joy and adventures. When every plan sounds like a good plan. Those evenings when everything has a purpose yet they are all still made just because of an impulse. When every idea is precious and every laugh is contagious. The evenings that you will remember. They might not be full of action. But they surely are full of life.
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