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in search of endless summer.

mary. 24. simultaneously trying to grow up and never grow up. and failing at both.

what i don’t recall is why i said ‘i simply can’t sleep in this tiny bed with you anymore’
the best wintery song that ever was written and ever shall be
link 1 29/10/2013 — 5 months ago
Do you feel a certain sense of synergy between yourself and me? A kind of macabre and somber Wonder Twin type of harmony?

"It had to be you"

What a disaster it would be if you discovered that I cared. a little too much for friends, but not enough to share.

link 5 18/03/2013 — 1 year ago