the EPITOME of class
Los Angeles, 23
Work hard. Stay humble. God Is Love.
She is not “my girl.”
She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.
How much more blessed can I be?
(Source: avraham-chaim, via yatir)