they say you don't know what you got 'til it's gone / / they say that your darkest hour comes before your dawn

Friday, December 31, 2010

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Sometimes, waiting so patiently eventually turns into giving up. I'm sitting on the borderline. If I were to pack my bags and disappear into Amsterdam for a month, I wonder who I'd come back as. Would living the life of an unknown, awake me to who I really am ? Would anything change ?

“I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. 
If we're in each other's dreams, we can be together all the time.”

 I need the shit in my head to sort itself out.

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