December 2011
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All of my friends seem to be moving forward and growing up and making life decisions. I just want to go to Europe and explore and travel and find. Find what exactly I’m not sure. Perhaps myself. Perhaps part of myself that I never knew was there. Is that really so bad?
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Transition
I can’t quite believe it is this time of year again. I can’t quite believe how different things were this time last year. And I can’t quite believe that this time next year, things will be completely different once again. I know thats life and thats obvious. But it still manages to creep up on me. 31st December. A day of transition. The end. The beginning. How bizarre it is.
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I can’t quite pinpoint where it went wrong, when I started to feel this dull haze. I can block it out for extended periods of time but it is always lingering. It is constant and when it hits once more I feel there is no way out. The darkness seems to plummet into the unknown. And the unknown is a frightening place to be.
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When you decide to die, little things begin to happen. You stop looking both...
– Unknown (via bohemianbreath)
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And that clouded feeling is coming back. Please don’t stay for long.
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Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
– Rumi (via seoulologyy)