PORN.
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Skipped out on grad ceremony last year for #edclv. So happy I could go this time around! Such an amazing experience to share with my family and friends, especially my parents! Love you all. Next stop, Vegas!
I spent my life folded between the pages of books.
In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters. I lived love and loss through stories threaded in history; I experienced adolescence by association. My world is one interwoven web of words, stringing limb to limb, bone to sinew, thoughts and images all together. I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.
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Somewhere out on that horizon
Out beyond the neon lights
I know there must be somethin’ better
But there’s nowhere else in sight
It’s survival in the city
When you live from day to day
City streets don’t have much pity
When you’re down, that’s where you’ll stay
In the city, oh, oh.
In the city
I was born here in the city
With my back against the wall
Nothing grows and life ain’t very pretty
No one’s there to catch you when you fall
Somewhere out on that horizon
Far away from the neon sky
I know there must be somethin’ better
And I can’t stay another night
In the city, oh, oh.
In the city—In the City (Lyrics) by Joe Walsh
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It’s called the border between heaven and earth .
Reblogging because beautiful deserves beautiful name.
I wanna go here one day…
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