"One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life."
Saturday, 17 November 2012
Skeletal.
I've become increasingly fond of simple lines of poetry recently and I'm not exactly sure why. I just really like the simplicity of small fragments.
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