| The city is built To music, therefore never built at all, And therefore built forever. ~Alfred Lord Tennyson |


heartbeatEver since you left I've never quite liked the sound Of my heart beatingheartbeat


Those Winter NightsIt was a frigid day in February billowy flakes of snow fell, pure, white as the wings of an angel. In the midst of all the cascading frost your blue eyes were like the Caspian Sea. A taste of summer in the dead of winter. Your hair was the golden sand strewn acrossThose Winter Nights
a Californian beach. I still remember the way you looked at me eyes gentle, but as if you could see straight through to my soul. I still remember the way you held me, how our bodies touching felt like a chemical reaction. How your smile was my beacon of light, my sunrise, &n
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- Jess <3
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The city is built
To music, therefore never built at all,
And therefore built forever.
~Alfred Lord Tennyson
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- Jess <3
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- Jess <3
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