We are breathless.
(via metr0link)
We journey on.
We come from the deep.
We want a show.
We are home on the West.
(via orionfalls)
We will go camping very soon.
(via seeminglydistant)
We miss our love.
We like it raw.
We walked through the Candy Cane forest.
We walk on.
We can’t be classified
We fly straight.
We are going to where the greens are dark.
We start fresh.
(via onceuponawildflower)
We know what we aren’t.
