how nice to have the excuse of insomnia, when all you want to do is to stay up and read people's blogs and wonder why we all need this space for our thoughts. as though an infinitely wondering-wandering mind wasn't enough!
yes, so insomnia becomes an excuse to stay up, so that you can read people from across the continents, maybe bump into them online and talk to them about a thousand and one things that have been on your mind.
insomnia is my excuse to stand you against the stillness of the night and workout a hundred and one ways to capture your silhouette inside my head.
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on what life meant to make out of faith
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Mamu touched my hair the other day and said: This is not the hair of the girl I birthed. What did you do to your hair? I touched my hair, im... -
i cannot imagine how you put up with a man who drags you by your nape and tells you to go to your room and puts you out in the night. it...
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