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What are dreams, really? I’m not talking about the dreams you have while your head rests at night. I’m talking about the future and what you look forward to, the things you want to do. What are dreams? I feel like I’m lost on the road of life with a million different scenarios and visions pulling me in one direction while the physical presence of … Continue reading fuck;

The world didn’t explode nor did it burst in different shards of light. Birds did not rain from the sky and the oceans didn’t dry up quickly and unexplainably. Nothing changed. Nothing was different when I saw you again. My friend said this out loud last night when we were passing by him, “It’s weird to think this time last year you were stopping here … Continue reading