Dirt staining my soles, grass tickling my toes, sun glowing through my skin, moon pulsing through my heart, and warm salty breezes blowing sand through my messy hair.
so you want to ask me something?
Someday, we’ll run into each other again, I know it. Maybe I’ll be older and smarter and just plain better. If that happens, that’s when I’ll deserve you. But now, at this moment, you can’t hook your boat to mine, because I’m liable to sink us both. Gabrielle Zevin, Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac (via durianquotes)
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