Years of love have been forgot
In the hatred of a minute
this may actually be one of my favourite photosets on tumblr
I remember when I was younger and I wanted to be beautiful; now I’m older and I want to be intelligent. I want to burn hearts with brilliance and engulf souls with compassion. I want to be loved for my thoughts and nothing else.
Why aren’t we talking about Dylan sprouse have you SEEN his tweets?
G U Y S
From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were — I have not seen
As others saw — I could not bring
My passions from a common spring —
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow — I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone —
And all I lov’d — I lov’d alone.
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