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

Saturday, January 1, 2011

there's a ringing in your corpus callosum
your pupils pulse to the beat
the warmth in your body electrifies your soul
everything's really funny, jumping feels good, yelling is the only way to communicate
drumming through your head is everythought
then everythought goes out your mouth
and it's really funny

love who you love and never look back. FIDLAR

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