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How could anybody be blind to the fact that, underneath it all, we’re all just shadows?
Thanks to both callers (one from Ohio, the other from Washington). It’s likely they don’t know each other, but the Washington caller’s metaphor is beautiful, and I thought it really spoke for the struggle the Ohio caller is going through.
we’re all the same, we all have hearts, we all have red blood, we’re all the same people. that line made me proper tear...
I reblogged this, months ago. I still find it just as incredible as I did then.
we’re all just shadows.
Here’s an awesome tumblr YOU SHOULD BE FOLLOWING. (Expect me to give in pretty soon and call that number, eheheh)
This may be one of the most beautiful things I have ever listened to.
I am just so impressed with his/her works but truly, some of the words said are beautiful.
it hurts because he means the absolute world to me and we have been secretly together for a year and i just dont...
