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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2/2/12

I miss summer and tshirts and shorts and warmth and sun and summer music and driving with the windows open and not using alarm clock and all lovely things.

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