If only.. I could travel somewhere new every few months.. Bring my friends with me in my pocket.. Always have a book in my hand and a comeback in my mouth.. And a few other basics, I think I'd be happy my whole life out.
Being young forever doesn't sound too bad either.
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I don’t know what it is, but this picture makes me think of Dia de Los Muertos in Mexico.
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time of crisis, markel redondo
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..being around messed up, fucked and twisted people makes one feel normal and warm.
Other times it makes one wonder if anyone has a clue, if anyone is really happy or if happy is even a state that can be attained. Everyone’s problems drift and suction onto an already heavy load of dirty black lead that cracks and crumbles until it just crushes it’s barer.
Lonely alienation or crushing nearness?
Lonely nearness and crushing alienation apparently.
Fin.
I always wanted a snake when I was little. I even went to neighbour’s house and hung out with their’s. Then I realised what that yellow cotton ball actually was.
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