Infinity
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Do not stand at my grave and weep,


I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.

(via xphiles)

(via xphiles)

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littleredhead:

aviolentmonster:

He was soo pretty.
:)

&lt;3 &lt;3 for katy

ah thank you!
look at him, hes beautiful.
and that hair! (;
:D

littleredhead:

aviolentmonster:

He was soo pretty.

:)

<3 <3 for katy

ah thank you!

look at him, hes beautiful.

and that hair! (;

:D

littleredhead:

katymarissax:

could this man be any more delicious? (; :D

yes today on facebook with his plaid shirt &lt;3 even though the interview was kinda stupid -_-

woahh, where is this interview? :D

littleredhead:

katymarissax:

could this man be any more delicious? (; :D

yes today on facebook with his plaid shirt <3 even though the interview was kinda stupid -_-

woahh, where is this interview? :D

Dreams are different,

Alone in their universe,
Full of mud and light
And solar visions and originality
And tears and regrets
And everything
That of which we have forgotten the existence.