Sunday, 17 July 2016

not quite what i was planning

baby it was real and we were the best 

this tequila tastes like i'm not going to work tomorrow

never settle again 

what comes, will go. what is found, will be lost again. but what you are is beyond coming and going and beyond description. you are it.

you are the tallest tree touching the sky. you are the brightest star kissing the moon. you are flowers growing through the pavement. you are something beautiful doing something extraordinary; you are magic

how amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head 

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