| He's a tiger in his own mind. |
Em-ily-

Cat Naps and Wishful ThinkingCat Naps and Wishful Thinking Today was one of those days, wasn't it? You know...the kind where you wake up and think "It's not so bad, It's not so bad; I'm going to make it.," Until you slip and rip your pants Or spill coffee on those career-changing papers Or crack a tooth on a $5 scone Or catch your lover in the arms of your sister. At this point, you're leaning against the doorframe rubbing your temples, changing your mind, "Life just hands you one steaming pile of shit After another," you tell yourself. "Life is a load of bollocks,Cat Naps and Wishful Thinking
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Leleouch vi Britannia commands you...
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It was patience that we had and the miles we had left that held us there until we could let go. I was born in nineteen eighty-nine, and it'll be over soon. No moon children or people's sun, or ringing in my ears when I felt that awful news.
have a great day!
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-When i'm asleep do i really remember how to fly?and forget how when i wake up?or i'm just dreaming i can fly?
-when you dream sometimes you remember.when you wake you always forget
-but that's not fair...
-No...
{the Sandman-brief lives}
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It was patience that we had and the miles we had left that held us there until we could let go. I was born in nineteen eighty-nine, and it'll be over soon. No moon children or people's sun, or ringing in my ears when I felt that awful news.
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"I don't want to live. I want to love first, and live incidentally."
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It was patience that we had and the miles we had left that held us there until we could let go. I was born in nineteen eighty-nine, and it'll be over soon. No moon children or people's sun, or ringing in my ears when I felt that awful news.
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"I don't want to live. I want to love first, and live incidentally."
have a great day!
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-When i'm asleep do i really remember how to fly?and forget how when i wake up?or i'm just dreaming i can fly?
-when you dream sometimes you remember.when you wake you always forget
-but that's not fair...
-No...
{the Sandman-brief lives}
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It was patience that we had and the miles we had left that held us there until we could let go. I was born in nineteen eighty-nine, and it'll be over soon. No moon children or people's sun, or ringing in my ears when I felt that awful news.
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