"You're wishin' too much, baby. You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughta be.”
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the days used to fly by so quickly, so effortlessly. like the wind running a million fingers through your hair. every moment was a sweet memory tinged with friendship and laughter. i miss that.

i'm tired. because no matter how hard i try, things remain the same.

it still feels like a dream. you came, you went.
and now we're strangers all over again.