"i don't wanna sit on the pavement, while you fly, but i will, i will, oh yes, i will, 'cos maybe, in the future, you're gonna come back, you're gonna come back, you're gonna come back, to me."
-- ingrid michaelson; maybe.
A blog about life and losing my mind; about the emotions that take us, the colours that catch us, the little things that are lost. We create the dark, and we can stem the shadow.
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