And i can't moved.
It's just so weird how so many events have happened, things changed, people moved on, old stuff gone and new stuff came along yet i find myself back to where i started right when i came back. Now i don't know what i want, i feel like a piece of driftwood. I wished i knew what i wanted or maybe someone just make things happen.
At red dot, i was sitting with you and your friends and this song played.
I have run, I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls, these city walls
Only to be with you.
But i still haven't found what i'm looking for
But i still haven't found what i'm looking for
and so she ponders, wishes & scribbles
17:32
& friendly faces