I am not magnificent
home
message
submit
archive
theme
©
…and at once I knew I was not magnificent hulled far from the highway aisle (jagged, vacance, thick with ice) I could see for miles, miles, miles
Scott, 17, New Hampshire,Lets Get out of Here
I love many obvious things such as music and poetry. Yet I also love travelling and sleep. Shall I be specific? If so, then message me :)
above
by
monika traikov
on Flickr.
212 notes
hammyhamhamsterwhoreslutcakes
reblogged this from
through-the-air-they-flew
i-d-o-n-t-g-i-v-e-a-f-u-c-k
reblogged this from
harsherthanthebark
harsherthanthebark
reblogged this from
transfinitism
transfinitism
reblogged this from
through-the-air-they-flew
couldvebeenaprincess
reblogged this from
through-the-air-they-flew
through-the-air-they-flew
posted this