Monday, June 13, 2011

Vanilla Sky

My dreams are a cruel joke. They taunt me. Even in my dreams I'm an idiot... who knows he's about to wake up to reality. If I could only avoid sleep. But I can't. I try to tell myself what to dream. I try to dream that I am flying. Something free. It never works...

What is any life without the pursuit of a dream?


Just remember, the sweet is never as sweet without the sour.

Isn’t that what being young is about, believing secretly that you would be the one person in the history of man that would live forever?


I want to live a real life... I don't want to dream any longer.


Because without the bitter, baby, the sweet ain't as sweet.




 

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