your quarter's on my sugar.

[findyourpulse]

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[museofswearing]

those buckets are holding the things you had to lose, the flinty bits of salt and sand that were in your eyes and your heart.
tears douse fires and sting the gashes in your skin where you ground your limbs against the ocean floor, but they'll wash out all your wounds.
and i'd give everything i have to see you sleep well and soundly with a smile on your face.

[vanityisntfair]

I love you more than getting round five, sudden-death bonus win point ocean-bowl questions right. Oh, and more than my family, my God, and myself. Gilbert is a close second.