Wide Eyes.




I know what I want to do. Go to the military? NO! I want to make people feel things through words. I want people to feel what I feel when I read a beautiful book. I want to write. I knew it. It’s something that I’ve never stopped doing. I love writing, even if I’m not good at it. I fucking love reading too, Jesus. I wanna run. As crazy as it sounds I want to run as if something was chasing me. I want to meet people. Learn another language. And then write about it. Gosh, this feeling is awesome. I feel like I can do it. I want to scream and cry of joy. I am so happy now. I am so happy.






Wide Eyes by Local Natives

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