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“Be what you are. This is the first step toward becoming better than you are.” - August W. Hare
the spaces between your fingers are where mine fit perfectly.
There’s magic in our bones, a north star in our soul that remembers our way home
“Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author’s words reverberating in your head.”
Paul Auster, The Brooklyn Follies
“You don’t have to explain your dreams, they belong to you”
“If they don’t know you personally, don’t take it personal.”
“I exist in two places.
here, and where you are.”
Margaret Atwood, “Corpse Song.”
It’s almost time for Autumn leaves to fall down like pieces into place
Is there something wrong with the app? Is this app not working anymore?
“Never apologize for burning too brightly or collapsing into yourself every night. That is how galaxies are made.
Why can sleep be so evil but yet so good?
I can't survive without sleep.
When I sleep I don't think about anything.
Wish I knew where my place was in this world,
Will I ever find it?
Time to take that first step to that journey.
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar, but I keep wishing on that shooting star!
Wish there were lettrs backgrounds of Michael Jackson
Its the anniversary of his passing on Sunday.
Being with you
Is like walking on air
Breathing fresh air
Feeling sand between your toes
Listening to the sound of the ocean
Don't think there's a place for me in this world
It's better if I don't exist
Doubt they ever notice
I never feel like I'm not enough
Will I ever find that light at the end of the tunnel
You don't see
What I see
You'll never know what it's like
The pain the heartache
Life is full of darkness
Wait it's just my life
Everyone's life is bright and colorful
Why can't mine be that way
I asked why her
Why can't it be me
Just wanna know why it can't be me
Aren't I good enough
“Maybe everybody in the whole damn world is scared of each other.”
An involuntary series of visual, auditory, or kinesthetic images, emotions, and thoughts occurring in the mind during sleep or a sleeplike state, which take the form of a sequence of events or of a story, having a feeling of reality but totally lacking a feeling of free will.
What does it mean when you dream about a garden?
A beautiful garden in glorious bloom is said to represent the psyche and the growth of the soul; the transition from earthly realms to heavenly planes, and peace and harmony. A sparse, weed-infested garden suggests that the spiritual needs of the dreamer should be tended