May 2013
12 posts
May 14th
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when we are weary and weak spring stirs inside of our souls lightness lifts our lonely love for free  for free for free… for me
May 14th
“My heart wants roots. My mind wants wings. I cannot bear their bickerings.”
– E. Y. Harburg  (via thalamtnafsee)
May 6th
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sirens call from unseen shores a sound so sweet how could i ignore the sea decides to take me
May 6th
May 6th
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May 6th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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when you take a bond between two people and stretch it across the sea something happens
May 5th
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April 2013
6 posts
Apr 26th
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Apr 26th
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Apr 26th
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sun in your eyes neon blue tell me of your dreams pass down a story or two in the late august eve upon the arrival of the autumn breeze let me remind you of the warmth  the warmth that summer cannot bring times like these can be for the greater good i’d rather be great than good 
Apr 22nd
“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees,...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via lajoiedespetiteschoses)
Apr 18th
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let’s not eat dinner apart let’s create a home with our minds this cannot be too hard I believe because I believe 
Apr 10th
March 2013
8 posts
Mar 29th
Mar 13th
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An air of life
spirit-like, an air of life you glide through my ever-deadening state of mind, from the skirmishes gaining weaponry  on both sides, fighting for control of  thought. Who am I? Where am I? What is my purpose? This versus that,  experience versus expectation, intuition versus knowledge. Daybreak came, time to blame, the other side for the mass destruction  of thought. but spirit-like,...
Mar 10th
Mar 7th
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Mar 5th
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““Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames” Rumi”
– (via naomiazriel)
Mar 5th
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Mar 5th
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Mar 1st
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February 2013
8 posts
Feb 27th
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cracked sky
tell me a tale from under your skin one that hasn’t seen sunlight for years one that hasn’t been told until now lend me you lips and I’ll lend you my ears show me your soul and I’ll hold you in my arms until the stars notice our light through the cracked sky of our galaxy and the layers of love waiting to be explored but it all starts with a tale, you can tell...
Feb 27th
Feb 27th
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Stay young, Go dancing
I’m going to find myself in the openness of the air and the serenity of the sea. I am going to breathe love in until my lungs exhale excess. I will remember those who left me blessed in the moments of chaos and confusion. I will be with those who share my passion for passion, my longing for longevity, and my desire to desire. My goals? Be happy in this moment. If you can do that, you have...
Feb 27th
Feb 22nd
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Equator of My Heart
Oh, the sunrise of your soul while the sky swirls peach and cream, the daybreak of your voice while the wind mellows into a soft breeze, is it not what I’ve always longed for on the horizon of my mind, on the brink of the earth, the equator of my heart? Or, the bellowing sky of a sunset, while your soul begins to move with the tides, out to the deep sea to retrieve its clarity in...
Feb 22nd
Give It All
You’ll say you’ll rule the world with a backpack on your back, and a candle in your heart, and when the sun burns out, you’ll say you’ll show me who you are; you’ll say you’ll show me who I am with any given flame; you’ll transform the world and when you give it all away,  you’ll have ruled the world 
Feb 5th
Feb 5th
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January 2013
12 posts
Jan 25th
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By the time summer comes, all of the unreleased Elizabeth Grant (Lana del Rey) songs will have turned me into a crazy person. 
Jan 25th
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Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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Jan 21st
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Jan 18th
Jan 11th
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Jan 3rd
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Jan 3rd
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Jan 3rd
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Jan 3rd
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Jan 3rd
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December 2012
40 posts
I see, I see.
When I look into the world,  with society’s strings behind my eyes, I see tiny opportunities; they float in the air, and scurry on the ground, and rise from the tragic, and burn into the vain; but, When I look at you, from a natural and raw view, I see boundless opportunities stagnate and graceful; beckoning for me.  12/26/12
Dec 26th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 26th
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