Isn't it strange...
...how someone can mean so much to you,
yet it feels like you mean absolutely nothing to them?
Is this what growing older is all about?
Currently listening to: Iron and Wine - Passing Afternoon
Nobody's mentioned. I'm a nobody. You may be somebody. Maybe I don't know you. Maybe I do. Maybe you know me. Maybe you don't. Maybe we even know each other. But it doesn't really matter because you're here anyway.
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