Taste of Divine Melancholy
Friday, November 25, 2011
hand in hand...
It is virtually impossible to think of myself as alone. It is like i have the future pulling me forward with my left hand and me stuck in the middle and of course i can't rush into the great unknown without pulling the past with me to watch my back.
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