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20 August 2015 @ 11:22 pm
dragonflies  
The slowly-dawning realization that you will never amount to somebody as great as you had hoped, and that paths only narrow henceforth. Full glasses be damned; time is seeping as life ebbs away.

I need new words to live by.



I want to find and burrow in a Faraway Tree.