the strokes - ask me anything

a self portrait of me every time i go on facebook at 12:26 at night.

poets and writers tell us how we feel by telling us how they feel. they find ways to express the inexpressible. sometimes they tell the truth and sometimes they lie to us to keep our hearts from breaking.

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hear me
clouds here
throw the star
despite the cold

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from picasso’s blue period

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i don’t know why, but this scene always, always gets me.