It's funny, we thought we had our whole lives planned out--or even just an idea of how things are supposed to go. But no, our lives have gone nothing like we planned.
The future is completely random, tossed up into the air. We'll never be able to predict it, so maybe there's no point in dreaming about it.
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Poetry❝ my heart runs wild with words that shouldn't escape my lips ❞ [[my process of healing//started feb. 13th, 2016]]
