If I find in myself
Desires nothing in this world can satisfy
I can only conclude
That I, I was not made for here



I read a lot, I write a lot. I love you & I love the ocean.
larmoyante:

(Nothing But) Flowers

larmoyante:

(Nothing But) Flowers

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Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.
Ernest Hemingway (via micebutnomen)

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