"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Sunday, June 6, 2010

It's funny
It makes me giddy because I don't understand it either
It just sits there like eggs that you don't want but made anyway.
It's like life.
Life is just there, it just is. You can't explain it and it's useless to try
Stick your hand out the window, feel the breeze, smile alot
and keep to yourself what belongs to yourself

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