obra-prima,


Days like this, I dont know what to do with myself.
All day - and all night.
I wander the halls along the walls and under my breath.
I say to myself.
I need fuel - to take flight -

And theres too much going on.
But its calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion.
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.

fiona apple, Sullen Girl

You'll find your away...like you always do. And i'm just here, i won't let you give up!