February 27, 2014
When we started doing outreach programs, we did it alone. But today’s is so different in such a beautiful way. Big shoutout to @mossimoph for the awesome kids clothing they sent us, and Johnson & Johnson for the toiletries - all going to the kids of National Childrens Hospital! :) today, 2-5pm. Drop by if you can! :)

When we started doing outreach programs, we did it alone. But today’s is so different in such a beautiful way. Big shoutout to @mossimoph for the awesome kids clothing they sent us, and Johnson & Johnson for the toiletries - all going to the kids of National Childrens Hospital! :) today, 2-5pm. Drop by if you can! :)

February 24, 2014

Nothing in the air but the caroming quiet of two people too many things to each other to be anything together.

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February 18, 2014
Send Me

The words stretched out in her head like a highway on a humid, sun-soaked Sunday afternoon. It had always been like this, and as most things in life, familiarity results in comfort; but these days seem to drag on longer than what she’s always been used to.

“You never said anything,

“You never asked.

He was never the type to shell out on feelings, or anything that would actually require him to use his heart more than his stubborn head, in that matter, but she always would daydream about being the odd one in history that could turn him up, inhale him down, and love him out of his darkness.

Her eyes flickered morosely to his, and she wondered now more than ever, why the sea tirelessly kisses the shore, no matter how many times it is sent away.

 

 

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February 15, 2014
Moon Man

Not the deepest of oceans
Nor the widest of seas
Can comprehend the magic
That is you and me

So by the shores and off the coast
Prove a million times over
You’re the one I love the most

And in the daybreak
Or when the sky paints blue
You are all that I long for
You are my star, my sky, my moon

February 15, 2014

The deafening silence filled the in betweens of her leather carseats and dark tint, and left over junk from rushed dinner, and, as it was when the day began, she was alone.

Reminders - this universe never seems to run out of it.

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