I wonder when I will be able to feel that innate sense of happiness again. To look beyond the mundaneness of everyday life. To wake up feeling excited to be alive. To look forward to something, rather than looking back. I wonder.
Maybe it's part of becoming an adult. Or perhaps I morphed my world this way.
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To get out of this world, take the yellow brick road to august of 2010, where you will find shellsonthefloor and I in the same city as you, where we will burn the city down with our flaming souls.
I onno. We'll do something nice souding and such.
I hope so.
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