When I speak out of anger;
when my words lash out
and my voice turns into
know that it is not me speaking,
but the thunder in my soul.
I truly am gentle.
even nature screams.
I love this kid
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travis in rio
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Do not give yourself away. Never give yourself away. Observe the bloodshed but preserve your warmth. I want you to occasionally let go; but never surrender. — Albert Camus (via hellanne)