from a lonely birds view


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show me a cheek, show me a smile.

“I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.”

- Haruki Murakami (Sputnik Sweetheart)

i’m too much at too many times. i push away all the wrong people while letting in all the bad ones. my dreams reach the stars, my aspirations going even higher. i think i’m a lot more than people give me credit for.