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Sins


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Skins

I like poetry, walking along the beach while the moonlight shines upon my soul, drawing rainbows and poking dead things with sticks. If you want to know anymore about me, just give me a nudge on my wall. And remember, if I don't see you through the week I'll see you through the window.


Occupation

Student

Website

http://societykilledtheinnocent.tumblr.com/


here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a treee called life; which grows higher than the soul can home or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
— e.e. cummings