(Source: likethesun)
We live on the cusp of death, thinking that it won’t be us.
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The sound of the waves as they hit the shore. Her footsteps are going towards the horizon, imprinting the earth as she steps forward. Her heart melts as her eyes explore the variety of light that just pours throughout the sky. The wide open space of quality and of height. She’s right when infinity strikes in her mind.
