(Source: quanism)
(Source: theirgraves)
Neveah.
Γεια σας.<3
Hola.<3
Hello.<3
Bonjour.<3
Ciao.<3
I tried to put myself in words, but I found myself stunned in my lack of words. My lack of ideas. Not because I think myself as too amazing for words, but because I do not know who I am, yet. I color empty walls in my head with colors like Maroon. I drink coffee in the mornings, the afternoons, and in the evening. I look for the complexities of life, and I try to figure them out. I'm an 18 year old trying to figure all the questions of life I have yet to answer. I am difficult at times; I think profoundly, too deeply for someone my age, I'd say. I like to think of why wolves howl at the moon and sons rebel against their fathers; why birds sing and why months fly into flames; why humans speak an make love and war. I guess life has got a notion of its own, and we've just have to follow along and see where it takes us.
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