And there are many different places to see
I know how to dream, know how to dream
Still there's a wound and I'm moving slow
Though it doesn't show, though it doesn't show
I've got a hole where nothing grows,
How little you know little you know

I only eat to fill me up
I only sleep to rest
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I haven't found it yet, found it yet

The Paper Kites - Paint

Some new beginnings start with a bitter end. Some good endings have a bitter start. Paradoxical, but a pretty true story.

"Yet what is our goal to inspire,
When we see nothing to our desire.
What value to continue, what style to be,
What expression we make the common free.
Answers define to our likely mean,
That send a strange and wondrous routine.
Through hardship exist and simple bliss,
The answer was simple, without a miss."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6bSsmyG9PJE&feature=related

Perhaps we are all have deficiencies that make us adaptable.

Everyone says something, but nobody is really saying anything.

Perceptivity is a gift so rare and a curse so burdensome.

And the one thing I'll have to learn is to fight my own battles instead of everyone else's.

And sometimes we would still because "we accept the love we think we deserve" - The Perks Of Being a Wallflower

Better a witty fool, than a foolish wit. -Twelfth Night

Life can't always be what we want. Even in dreams that doesn't happen, much less reality.

"As not everything in life that counts can be counted"

It was never meant to be a bed of roses. If it is, it's' a lie.

anticipation is something so painful yet so delightful.