All I want in this world is to disappear. Travel the world in a backpack and a hoodie, hood pulled low over my eyes to hide the agony, music in my ears. Merge into the background, blend into the rain.
Get lost in vast bookstores, seek pain within the lusty pages, hear the crackle of the paper as the storm thunders outside.
Why do we so actively seek pain in our lives? Cry over the death of a fictional character, fray our nerves on suspense and cheesy romance, wishing that all these things happen to us in reality. Why is the world we find hidden within printer ink so seductive that we just hope that if we keep it close enough to our noses we might just fall through?
Reality bites.
All I want to do is to hitchhike around America. Sit at a cafe in Paris. Throw boomerangs in Australia. Be a constant presence in random stranger's vacation photos, the lone hooded figure in the background.
But the world was not built on the whims and fancies of a lonely teenage girl .
I will have to continue. Scars fade, wounds heal, and the world dosent stop for anybody. All one can do is to get lost in their subconsciousness and drink away the pain.
Get lost in vast bookstores, seek pain within the lusty pages, hear the crackle of the paper as the storm thunders outside.
Why do we so actively seek pain in our lives? Cry over the death of a fictional character, fray our nerves on suspense and cheesy romance, wishing that all these things happen to us in reality. Why is the world we find hidden within printer ink so seductive that we just hope that if we keep it close enough to our noses we might just fall through?
Reality bites.
All I want to do is to hitchhike around America. Sit at a cafe in Paris. Throw boomerangs in Australia. Be a constant presence in random stranger's vacation photos, the lone hooded figure in the background.
But the world was not built on the whims and fancies of a lonely teenage girl .
I will have to continue. Scars fade, wounds heal, and the world dosent stop for anybody. All one can do is to get lost in their subconsciousness and drink away the pain.
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