Posts Tagged: Time
Listen. We are dying out our lives every passing minute. Now we will be entering into a phase of getting older from the phase of getting younger that we were in yesterday. I know this is a stupid philosophy. But
It’s a Rush, Bird “You know… the airport is the only place you can walk around with no shoes, a glazed look on your face, and sleep on the benches and no one judges you.” ― Coriander Woodruff, The Call
The day is mine, the night is mine, But still I feel empty. I don’t know what this is all about, Why there is this sudden blackout. Is it because of your dreamy eyes, That enchant, prey, betray and shine?