She was cold and miserable and everything felt gone.
― Ernest Hemingway, from Up In Michigan   (via panda—)

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chim0:

idk it just seems like everyone else is out there living this amazing life and exploring the world and having great sex and getting drunk and making great stories and actually living and i really want to do that and i feel like im just stuck here not really doing anything or accomplishing anything like im just keeping time and i hate it fuck

And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
But I don’t know how

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