all your bullets ricochet

Sondering. Wondering. Wandering.

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"Found one of my old journals from right around the time we were heading out on tour with NFG in the UK early 2008. I started reading it and couldn’t help but cry a little bit, because that person was really confused and very lost, and as it went on, the person behind the pen seemed to get a little bit stronger… That part felt good. It was the reminder I needed that right now I’m as strong as ever. There really isn’t a point to telling you all of this, except maybe I want to thank you, because you are a constant reminder that I’m not as lost as I once was.” 

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and lead me up the staircase, won't you whisper soft and slow?

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