People, I Am An Oneironaut.

Sandman by Ed Sheeran is a whole freaking level. I have the idea that Morpheus would cry while hearing it cause it would remind him of Orpheus, since it says "honeybees and birds sing your song".

Fight me or cry with me, you're welcome.

Let me continue: I find a song that really describes what I'm feeling, I find God. I eat the flavour of ice cream I used to eat when I was a child, I find God. I climb a tree and stay there watching the world, I find God.

i'm a simple girl: i see sunlight on the water, i find god

People.

If Pedro Pascal doesnt do the voice of Gabriel O'Hara if he ever comes to appear in BTSV, I'm gonna make a revolution.

Thank you for your time. Adiós.

“i could swear i can live a million lifes aside you and never get tired of that dreamy gleam in your eyes. ”

—The Solivagant.

There is no second beside you that feels like wasted time.

—Unknown.

If I find one like that, im getting married.

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People

I had a dream, where I was walking barefoot in a school garden, it was raining, and then I saw a tall, dark haired man that was standing in the rain like a ghost.

I approached, and ask him if he saw my rain boots.

Really. Just like that.

And then the man turned and there it was Morpheus. He looked tired but his eyes where kind of... Shining. He said that he didn't see my rain boots, but that he would tell me if he does.

Now, when I was about to wake, I remember that we were standing in front of each other, my boots finally found, and that Morpheus was smiling. It was little, tiny, but a smile nonetheless.

I woke up and felt like if a have made something good for someone, like, I was kind, and the someone felt better for it.

What a dream.

I have the little hope that Bellamy's death is a simulation of Bardo.

Excuse me, I will cry again.

Will I ever stop being something to trade?

I'm a daughter, a grand daughter, a cousin, a nephew, but between them all I'm a person. I have a heart that beats, a mind that works, lungs that breath, dreams that exist...

I'm not a stumbling block, or a channel through that people take advantage of other people. I'm not a burden, or something to just invest in.

I'm a person.

I'm a person! I care, I listen, I see! How can any of you call yourself my family when your love is builded in rage, in hate, in all those awful things that you, family, don't want to let go, cause you feel that you have the right!?

How can you all be so... So... So like this? Like a vampire that sucks my blood and lets me with no energy to move on?

I'm a person, and I'm tired. I'm tired of being trapped between all the hate, all the anger, all the bitter, that you, family, send to each other like a tennis ball.

I'm a person, and so I'm tired, and you are losing me.

If this is what I get to carry your blood, then I don't want it.

What kind of ache is this, that I think of someone holding my face in their hands with softness, and I start to cry.

The sole idea of someone being soft with me shakes my bones. Its scary. But if it ever happens, I would treasure every second of it, like a pirate.

Does that makes sense?