the seeds of the dandelion you blow away.
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não coube e eu sofri calado.
A tortured soul is a tortured soul and will eventually cease to function in any useful way unless they get help. Unless they sail to the land of happy every now and again, where everything is the right way up, then they will simply fall off the edge of the world. A good way i’ve found to navigate is with songs and music. But there is a trade-off somewhere; at least there seems to be for the people i know.
We take the conceited view that we are the masters of our own minds when in truth, the mind is nothing but a tiny conscious working on the support of the unconscious’ massive energies.