hurry up, we're dreaming.



hurry up, we're dreaming.


hurry up, we're dreaming.

k ∆ + r i n a.

"Restless soul, lie down.
Lie for a while with your ear against the earth
and you'll hear your sister sleep talking,
say, Your hair is long, but not long enough to reach home to me,
but your beard someday might be."
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1/23/12

fantastic night.

hookah with the people I love, laughing harder than I have in a long time, hearing Andreas’ hyena laugh, taking close to a million pictures, trying to blow smoke rings (and getting a few!), coming up with Victor’s and my own version of Portlandia, and of course, just celebrating Fiona’s birthday.

I have so much to do tomorrow regarding school but I’d really rather spend as much time as possible with these lovely folks.