little drops

Things that drip drop into my soul and make me want to sing.

I'm Jazz.

I want grace in my heart and flowers in my hair.

Ask/Tell : )

Also see: www.notesofasoulsong.tumblr.com
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.
- Neil Gaiman (via compassio)

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