Saturday, February 26, 2011

To be so consumed. Engulfed with the experience. Wordless of feeling. Leaving hungry, striving for more of where this has come from. Who cares what they think. They'll never understand what has come from this. Foolish irresponsible beings we are? Say what you will. Because we're living. Following what is desired. Without our passions and drive to pursue, we are nothing.

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