April 2012
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Sailing
You are an uncharted map that I want to discover; every inch of your being would be explored by the spark of my curiosity.
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What becomes of words
when they never find the eyes
they were written for?
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Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
Someone you haven’t even met yet is wondering what it’d be like to know someone...
– Iain Thomas (via 24ribs)