"You're wishin' too much, baby. You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughta be.”
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if i could just sit on the edge of my bed. waste away. and watch the world spin round and round until it crumbles into nothing. feel the ground shake from under my feet, draining the thoughts out of my mind. hear the stars fall lightly from the sky, the tinkling sound they make, like that of a windchime.

i just read a book, and i want you to say.
hey, you.
hey, you.
hey, you.

be like that?