cause cold
nostalgia
chills me to the bones
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Alex

22, PoznaƄ, Poland. English lit major. Writing an MA thesis on English literature on screen. Translator in training. Cat person. Apple lover. Festival goer. Obsessed with films with Andrew Garfield and American TV shows.
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Sunday, 31 May 2009 @ 13:07
Plans for good times



A sense of purpose and a sense of skill, a sense of function but a disregard
We will not be the first, we won't
You said you were going to conquer new frontiers,
Go stick your bloody head in the jaws of the beast

We promised the world we'd tame it, what were we hoping for?
[Bloc Party]

I'm disappointed in my generation. I can't really fight this feeling of superiority, especially when I am constantly being justified. Deep down, though, I yearn for people who will someday prove me wrong, make me feel small and insignificant with my silly hopes and dreams. People who want to know, who never cease to wonder and question.

A sense of purpose. That's that I'm missing, I think.

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