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december, be kind.

 




I have never listened to anyone who
criticized my taste in space travel,
sideshows or gorillas. When this occurs,
I pack up my dinosaurs and leave the room. 

Their words mostly noises.. ghosts with just voices.

I wish I could show you, when you’re sad or
in darkness, the astonishing light
of your own being.

tell them i mean more to myself these days..

can't seem to fall asleep tonight..

We all want to grow up. We're desperate to get there.
Grab all the opportunities we can to live.
We're so busy trying to get out of that mess,
we don't think about the fact that it's going to be cold out there.
Really freaking cold. Because growing up sometimes
means leaving people behind.
And by the time we stand on our own two feet,
we're standing there alone.