Sometimes it is hard to concentrate
Losing myself in my reverie
As the lecture goes in one ear
And out the other
Collecting dust along the way.
A really bad habit it becomes
Especially as spring begins to near.
The sunshine and warm breeze
Calls out to me, begging me
To come out and play.
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♥ Spontaneity;
Louis Pauzé: "We're all going to die. Write that down, miss. We don't have the luxury of a thousand years on this earth. Only sixty, or maybe eighty little years if we're lucky. And these years pass in a flash. Why not offer flowers to your spouse every night? Why deprive yourself of the happiness of making your house a home? Why resist your impulse? Daily life is the most beautiful voyage..."
♥ Constellations;
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- because i was right;
- dishonest practice;
- skinny little girl;
- she wants;
- wake up world, the sun is rising;
- parasitic leech;
- box of treasures;
- beachy escape;
- maybe it's just me;
- a thousand nights;
- the best friend's silence;
- temptation;
- rates of time;
- falling;
- end of the line;
- rejuvenate;
- hard to concentrate;
- little things;
- tears begin to flow;
- regrets;
- i remember;
- pandora's box;
- karma;
- continue forward;
- pull me down;
- sister;
- academia;
- it's steadily getting worse;
- failed promises;
- i am not one to;
- young, uninhibited and free;
- a million things;
- it just keeps on coming;
- no time for rest or sleep;
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♥ Likes;
♥ Sanctuary;
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