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“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me lay an invincible summer.” —Albert Camus

4 days ago -

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1 week ago -

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So I’m obsessed with this kid it’s fine

1 week ago -

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I was a singer. Not a very popular one. I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events, saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again. Sparkling and broken. but I didn’t really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is. When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how i’d been living, they asked me why. but there’s no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what it’s like to seek safety in other people. For home to be wherever you lay your head. I was always an unusual girl. My mother told me I have a chameleon soul, with no moral compass pointing due North, no fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and wavering as the ocean. and if I said I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way, I’d be lying, because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone, who had nothing, who wanted everything. With a fire for every experience, and an obsession for freedom, that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about it. and it pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.

1 week ago -

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Ever since I was a child I’ve turned it over in my mind

I sang by the piano, tore my yellow dress and cried and cried and cried

and i dont wanna see what ive seen

to undo what has been done

turn off all the lights, let the morning come, come

now there’s green light in my eyes

and my lover on my mind

and Ill sing from the piano, tear my yellow dress and cry and cry and cry

over the love of you

1 week ago