Miss Moon in The Sky

If I breathe you in and you breathe me out, I swear we can breathe forever. I swear I’ll find summer in your winter and spring in your autumn and always, hands at the ends of your fingers, arms at the ends of your shoulders and I swear, when we run out of forever, when we run out of air, your name will be the last word that my lungs make air for.

― Iain Thomas

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I love the rain. I love how it softens the outlines of things. The world becomes softly blurred, and I feel like I melt right into it.
 — Hanamoto Hagumi View high resolution

I love the rain. I love how it softens the outlines of things. The world becomes softly blurred, and I feel like I melt right into it.

— Hanamoto Hagumi

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I am handsand faceand feetand things inside of me 
that I can’t see.
— Laura Riding View high resolution

I am hands
and face
and feet
and things inside of me 
that I can’t see.

— Laura Riding

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If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

— Pablo Neruda

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I know you’re not here, I can see it in your eyes when we talk. Where ever you are, come back soon
-Iain Thomas View high resolution

I know you’re not here, I can see it in your eyes when we talk. Where ever you are, come back soon

-Iain Thomas

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9/11/2014
Imagine all the people Living life in peace… You may say I’m a dreamer But I’m not the only one I hope someday you’ll join us And the world will be as one
- John Lennon View high resolution

9/11/2014

Imagine all the people
Living life in peace…

You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one

- John Lennon

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In bright white snow, when everything sleeps.

And hope has left you lonely.

When all you ever remember about summer is how it ended.

I send hope back to you, wherever you are.

I hope you remember all the people you still have time to be.

I hope the little things in your life inspire you to do big things with it.

I hope you remember that summer comes every year and that the sun, is still sweet.

I hope you learn to hope again.

I, still, hope.

- Iain Thomas

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