..she doesn't see her own beauty..

..she tries to get away - sometimes. it's just that nothing seems worth saving..

Obsidian Dreams
17 January
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"...I do not know wether I was then a man, dreaming I was a butterfly... or wether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man..."

I am on a constant journey to discover new things and to understand all that I can.

"No longer do I wander aimlessly searching for ghosts in the shadows, for I have found an angel in the light."