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One day

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People changes, people come and go...it is saddening. But somehow we need to soldier on. Moving forward with whatever we have. All that is left is just memories. Etched deeply into the heart. And sometimes the heart aches.. and it is hurt..hurt to miss people who wont be around. Hurt to realise we cant go back. Hurt to know the need to let go.

I assume this is what you long for?

please

Take control, Sir.

symphony of stormy thoughts

“My soul is a hidden orchestra; I know not what instruments, what fiddle strings and harps, drums and tambourines I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear is the symphony.”

— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via goodreadss)

Be his toy.

Sei sein Spielzeug.