Hittin the road for the afternoon. Bye cycle, see ya round like a donut
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Will you come with me to the mountains? It will hurt at first, until your feet are hardened. Reality is harsh to the feet of shadows. But will you come? — C.S. Lewis (via sn0wtippedpines)
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When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps. — John Lennon (via slychedelic)
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