ouch i have lost myself again, lost myself and i am nowhere to be found, yeah i think that i might break, i’ve lost myself again and i feel unsafe. (breathe me by sia)
daydreamer.
ouch i have lost myself again, lost myself and i am nowhere to be found, yeah i think that i might break, i’ve lost myself again and i feel unsafe. (breathe me by sia)
daydreamer.
all this pain, i wonder if i’ll ever find my way. i wonder if my life could really change, at all. all this earth, could all that is lost ever be found? could a garden come up from this ground, at all? you make beautiful things, you make beautiful things out of dust. you make beautiful things, you make beautiful things out of us. (beautiful things by gungor)
mommy and her angels.
your bare feet sliding on the old wooden floorboards, home just as you left it but still you’re shaken, like walking into a museum somehow out of time. it’s all the same except the girl in the hallway, where she’s been and who she will ripen into, your childhood’s on the other side of a sprawling divide… too wide. (how to return home by kerrigan and lowdermilk)
new york bunny.
