Nothing hurts more than the ache of not being where you want to be, missing who you’d like to see. And not feeling the same way. It’s longing for something, that you know could exist. But all that it is now, is a mirage of the mind. An image you find, of nothing more than a dream.

Dreams do come true, but mostly in sleep. Yet it’s you, it’s right there, in everywhere I seek.

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Hi there and welcome to my little online world! I'm Danielle, 27 years old and living in Zoetermeer, the Netherlands. Most of the time, you'll either find me behind the laptop writing for my own company, or doing my magic in the kitchen. You see, I've got this thing for food, writing, music and poetry. To me, it's all about the love and passion. Oh, and did I mention food & writing yet? :)

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