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Wooster phase initialize
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Dad had style… (Taken with instagram)
‘I don’t want to be an artist,’ I said. ‘I’m going to be a writer.’
Cabin between Austria and Slovenia.
Submitted and photographed by Karl Kreipl.
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Once again the twinkle in our eyes ignites. Summer has come, and the boys and girls all run from their buildings and prisons, grateful to inhale the fresh scents of wanderlust, freedom. The girls take off their clothes and the sand runs through our fingers and into the river. Fire. Friendship. Passion. We’ve made it again, and now we run towards that feeling, shouting as we leap into the beauty of warm weather and forgotten worries.
I’ll write a poem later, just had to get something out there.
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Iphonetography. And yes it was a grand success
F-yeahlongboarding reblogged me, dope shit
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I want
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Jay Tony Stacey, and your reenacted forms, thank you for kicking so, so much ass.
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