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words,words,words.
random lettering stringed together designed to represent the ideas,objects,thoughts,emotions,reality that we experience everyday.
sometimes, words are not enough.
there is a deep emotion, bubbling up from the depths of my soul. that feeling of oneness, of completion.
seems a bit far-fetched for someone who isn't even legally allowed to do anything yet.
oh happy optimism. oh vivid sunset. oh absurd randomness of life.

they all tell me to 'walk'. do not try to 'fly'.

but i said, 'walking can only bring you so far. he might as well walk away.'

the words of the wizened echo endlessly around me.

maybe this road leads to naught but heartbreak.

but its my life. i would like to make my own choices, even if its a mistake.

i do not regret this choice.