8.1.11

so it seams i'm not breathing


I feel like Pangaea. Or rather that we are Pangaea, all slowly being torn apart. Everyone on a completely different page of life. We are moving on to who we are suppose to be, and leaving the rest behind. And this isn't suppose to happen. Not now. It's bad enough that we have University separating us all, spreading to the corners of the world not unlike those continents. 

Words words. It's all just words. 

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