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“We’re fools whether we dance or not, so we might as well dance.”[my art blog dedicated to everyday muses]
This is tiring this feeling of not quite there enough to be happy, not lost enough to be truly tragic, not fully awake, not blind enough to stay asleep, not quite manic, not quite depressive, not moving, not staying still, not here, not there. And its so hard to explain or admit coz you’re not on an edge here, but you aren’t on solid ground either. I’m not really anywhere.