I couldn’t let go of the words. I rang them from my tongue until I could feel their every syllable dripping down. To love, to love new.. What a concept. For all this time I feel that i've been loving old.

What are we running towards?

there is an airport near the town that i live in. at night i can watch the planes as they come and go while i sit on the porch and smoke cigarettes. I wonder about the people in these air planes, where they go. to islands and beaches, to snow and mountains. some are going to search for themselves, some are going to say their last goodbyes, some are ( Read more... )

love has different shades ( Read more... )

I want to find a place like this
 
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An exert from my most recent letter to Andy.. the 5th or 6th bestfriend to leave this year.. 2nd this summer..

"..Sometimes I forget how much I love driving around at night. Or sometimes it’s dusk. Or even in the middle of the day haha. I think it’s just when the right mood hits. The perfect songs play on my ipod and the air isn’t too hot or too ( Read more... )

I wish that people could erase me entirely from their memory ( Read more... )

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