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I’d cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. I’d write love poems to the parts of yourself you can’t stand. I’d stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you I’m not afraid of your dark.
—  Andrea Gibson

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Memorial Day 2015
Cuz sometimes you need to mow the lawn, #beer in hand with nothing but a #manbun on! #laughs #crylaugh 😂😂😂
#Repost @manbunmonday
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Memorial Day done like a true bundaddy 🇺🇸 🍻 #manbunmonday #mbm #manbuns #mun #broknot #brothabun #brobun #topknot #topbun #buns #bundaddy #hotbunz #manbuns #bundaddies #ilovedabunz (at Snooze an AM Eatery Del Mar)

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Star people.

They say Star people are rare,

and primitive beings of life.

Their stardust reflects our deepest fears,

our wants, our dreams, our lies.

When Star people cry, they shed not tears but light,

the same light most of us choke down.

But once we open our eyes to ourselves,

we realize we’re among stars all along.

The thing about Star people you see,

is that they’re you, they’re me.

But the thing that makes them such a rarity,

is that they’re not always seen.

The trick to seeing the bright in you,

is to look at others with light.

One day you’ll find someone you know,

deep inside, the stars reside.