Your life is not complete until you witness a guy walking down the street, playing guitar, with an unbuttoned shirt balancing a hacky sack on their head; which I just did. Completion.
This deserves a reblog for sheer awesomeness.
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The Writer
a girl written down.
Amy/24/poetess
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
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