July 2011
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Song
The keys ring
And I’m running
Faster than feet can carry me
Away with the sound.
Reblog this if Harry Potter will stay with you...
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The View From Above
No horizon
Swallowed in the vastness
A cross-stitched city
Colors like acrylic pastel
Smear the buildings into the ocean
In a hurricane of Zen.
The Rest...
This is the rest of that untitled short story I put up a while ago. Enjoyyyyyy.
Today becomes three days. Seven days. Thirteen days. We obviously weren’t going to get there in a day, maybe even a week, but somehow Max tricked himself into thinking so. I walk steadily in the beating sun, watching the cracked concrete pass under my feet. Ariel rides ahead of us, on my bike, into a flock of...
