we are the reckless, the wild youth. the lovers. the adventure seekers | em // rebekka

Point at the spot, far off on the horizon,
I will follow your finger, gaze into the grey,
and we will aim ourselves at it, two arrows
never meant to fly straight at the targets
we’re destined for.
Aren’t you ready for an unplanned life; 
some freedom cannot be bought.
There are so many beautiful things
we could be doing
instead of all the things
they say we should be.

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tyler knott gregson