I recall only nights that we built with our hands.
I knew more about myself in highschool than I do now. This is my way of figuring it all out.
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January 19, 2012
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I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.
—Nietzsche (via
pe-ri
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