No Categories In Life
Fell off my bed and into the sky
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]This track has had 3,795 playsWe Were Promised Jetpacks - Quiet Little Voices
quiet little voices- we were promised jetpacks
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Photo reblogged from El Pelon Guero
Algorithmic confusion…
Cheshire Cat - Somefield
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And if I could feel the hot sun in this cold place I think I’d sprout wings and fly across the barren white landscape and find heaven in the rush. The wind on my face is a wake up call to the life I’ve been living in. It’s time to cross the boundary and fling myself into a greater existence. It’s time to transcend the dirt and find my clouds. No one wants to tell you the truth. They want you to stay at their level. Find your own truth and drift into the expanses of your own dreams. You are your guide.
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Photo reblogged from AFA - art for adults
‘Humphrey II’ blue
by somefield
(Source: artforadults)
