"everybody’s youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness"

Saturday, June 4, 2011

I love the rain. I love the icy way it creeps down my neck. The way the air goes electric and everything seems so clear.

Posted by Taylor

Taylor: Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal.

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