April 2012
March 2012
mikedaoo:
Fresh Guacamole, Trippy af.
Every day and every night I want to see you and be with you. Yet I have no...
– excerpt from a love letter by Richard Nixon (via apanoplyofsong)
If flowers can grow
through blankets of melting snow,
there is hope for me.
–
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
(via tylerknott)