Drove past Regentville today on the way to school after Teachers' Estate to get the last photos for the assignment. Overload of feelings. I can still feel you. But I can't continue to kid myself. I am really all lost at sea.
if the sky falls on my head while i am chasing butterflies, so be it
every moment, every turning point, every romantic encounter in life, has been marked with a distinct song. our frailties, dreamy encounters and setbacks are always reflected with a soundtrack- a tune which brings us back, a button that allows us to freeze time and playback all those precious moments, good or bad.
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You need to find an anchor for the soul, both sure and steadfast.
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