constant reinvention of the hopeful sort

What's up?   So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.

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    autoreboto:

eat your heart out edward curtis!
such a beautiful child.

Oh god I love this.

    autoreboto:

    eat your heart out edward curtis!

    such a beautiful child.

    Oh god I love this.

    — 9 months ago with 259 notes