mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.
mine is you.
when you lift your eyes
when you look straight ahead
when you try to speak my
heart moves with you.
bio
i like fridays, rainy days, proud cats, black & white photographs, children's books, short stories and movies that most people would never see. Music serves me
justice on sad days (Adele, The Kooks, Mumford & Sons are gems) and genuine smiles are a must-have.
how much do i love sleepovers? well duh. (: sleep shmleep, i get to spend the rest of the time with you three. so. i'm happy. haha. simple as it should be.
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i've crossed the deserts for miles swam water for time searching places to find a piece of something to call mine
i'm moving i'm coming can you hear, what i hear it's calling you my dear out of reach
-Pure Shores
i want it to be alright to just drift away and not get burnt. but what i want doesn't matter, remember? why should they care since i don't give a damn anymore.