December 2011
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November 2011
“How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.”
– Henry David Thoreau (via decrepito)
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Today...
Finally booked his ticket.
Going to be sleeping on clean sheets.
I hate the application process.
It’s bootleg, but heck.
New York.
I usually don’t open up this much.
Sat on the roof and watched cartoons from our childhood.
She laid her head on my shoulder.
“plus little asian kids never snowboard all day”
…was a good day.
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I’ve known him for 22 years and i just noticed how pretty my dad’s eyes are.
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Watch
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disgraceisnotbutgraceful asked: baby boo
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I really want to chop my own firewood. Go into the woods, cut down a small tree and chop some firewood. Build a nice little fire and spend the night under the stars. That would be pleasant. I would like that very much.
Afterwards i’d plant a tree to pay Mother Nature back.
“I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to...”
– Haruki Murakami (via youngfolksociety)
