Tuesday, March 16, 2010
i cant wait to go back and sit on the rocky cliffs of tintagel and play lord of the rings on my blockflute, at the end of the summer when the sun is high and my shadow is short. and the only other sounds will be the crashing of the waves upon merlin's cave, and the wind's whispers of stories past. just me, the sun, the grass, the ocean, and the flowers. THAT IS SOME SEXY SHIT! is it too soon for me to be wishing it was august?
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