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(Source: thechocolatebrigade)
(Source: cinyma)
04:20 am
After the hungover, feeling like I`ve been pushed to far. I can`t sleep, I can`t rest and I can`t even stop thinking of you. The shit is that I feel tired about all life complications and meant-to-bes. I`m tired of this mind where my expectations rise above the sky and never touch reality. It`s like everyone and everything is bounded by the cliches and we just can`t escape it. We`re faded. We`re not interesting. We`re slowly dying and the clock can`t be stopped. I`m terrified by the fear of not living the most I can. All the people I won`t know, like, hate, have sex with and etc. All the jobs I won`t have. All the knowledge I won`t acquire. I don`t want to be blase, I don`t want to numb myself, but it seems harder as each second flies out of me.
04:32
(Source: zeroing, via 4everdesign)
