the passing bird
the passing bird
i never have the words to explain why i am the way i am. probably because i have no idea who i am. and i'm fine with that. i'm on a path of self discovery, and this is part of my path.
Something inside is hurting you – that’s why you need cigarettes or whiskey, or music turned so fucking loud you can’t think. (via dl0u)

(Source: unextinguished, via a-song-inside-the-earth)

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