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Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
boy who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air,
light, spring,
but never your laughter
for I would die.
Pablo Neruda (via philphys)

a reminder for myself to eat this!!!

: crescent rolls, put a scoop of Nutella in each one. Roll it up and roll it in cinnamon and sugar and then bake according to the package.

sounds like heaven<3

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