as many times as I blink , I'll think of you tonight..

please don't float too high ..
the sun will burn your wings and you are everything .
please don't run away the headlights will catch you ..
your mother she will miss you

you're always in my head

you have come too late,no love you have come too late

"I want to be a mystery, yet be known.
I want to be together, yet alone.
Is it too much to ask, to be famous yet
unknown?
To be a wanderer, yet have a home?”

―Kara Douglas.

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on repeat.

i don't wanna lose you now , I'm looking right at the other half of me.

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I hate November.

When the big bang happened, all the atoms in the universe, they were all smashed together into one little dot that exploded outward. ... So my atoms have known your atoms and they've always known your atoms. My atoms have always loved your atoms.