convlusing indications of rosiness.

[miss_with_no_is]

our voice's are people running amongst the world causing classic havoc and childish chaos. we could stitch together our silhouettes and forever be stuck together, cemented into an endless adventure of the sun casting our perfect paired structures upon sky scrapers and summer-warmed asphalt

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[spreadthearson]

this made me warm

The Field of Flowers that Bloom best in Winter's Love

[anonymous]

I miss you, still, to this day. You are in my thoughts every waking moment, and if you don't pervade my dreams, they are heavy with your absence. I am either weighted down by your memory or in a state of utter confusion from wondering what the source of my incessant worrying is. Everything I do, every decision and act carries recognition of my feelings for you in abundance. My life is your judgement. I want to express how hard I have worked to right every one of my faults that has caused me to end up where I am now. I am stronger and more at ease with myself than ever. I am everything that would impress you. I smile for hours without knowing it. I stay up for days and become energized by the rays of the sun. I fall in love with every person I meet. I read books with skepticism, learning 1,000 new interesting facts a day and then throwing them all away, because my eyes are better than my mind at persuading others that life is the most beautiful thing there is

[orionxyq]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aMzgVshG6CI