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I'm one stop
From a breakdown
Two steps from
Being safe
Just try to
See this through
I'm three steps
From this nightmare
And four steps
From the door
The rest is
Up to you

Pardon me while I
Just turn my back
And walk away
Pardon me if I
Can't listen
To the things
You say
Pardon me if I
Can't fake it
While you still believe
Pardon me

I'm one step
From forgiveness
And two steps
From my grave
We're all just
Passing through
Three steps
From redemption
Four from the
Devil's door
On a path
That leads to you

I'm two steps
From salvation
But I'm only
Taking one
Pardon me

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the No's on their vacancy signs

The only walls that exist are those we construct around ourselves.

You could break them if you only tried.
But you stand there afraid to leave and afraid to stay.

In the name of the best within you, do not sacrifice this world to those who are its worst. In the name of the values that keep you alive, do not let your vision of man be distorted by the ugly, the cowardly, the mindless in those who have never achieved his title. Do not lose your knowledge that man's proper estate is an upright posture, an intransigent mind and a step that travels unlimited roads. Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at- all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desired can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it's yours.

Atlas Shrugged, Ayn Rand
Part III, Chapter VII



I never knew. I have to read it now.

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"Out on my window ledge
I don't feel safe
And I stay
Looking down on you

It's out of my hands for now

I can't just walk away
Be nice to walk away
But I don't feel safe
Get away, all the way up here"
-Dave Matthews, Out of My Hands

Kind of how I've been feeling lately.

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Horrible neck pain these past two days. Maybe I should rest and get some sleep.

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I've recently become obsessed with Death Cab for Cutie. Especially "I Will Possess Your Heart." But that's normal for me.

It disappeared with the same speed
The idealistic things I believed
The optimist died inside of me
No sunlight

There are days when outside your window
I see my reflection as I slowly pass,
and I long for this mirrored perspective
when we'll be lovers, lovers at last.

You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.

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"You got it, you got it
Some kind of magic"
-Paramore, "I Caught Myself"


Mr. Obama, welcome to the presidency.

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Sometimes when you're young you think nothing can hurt you. It's like being invincible. Your whole life is ahead of you and you have big plans. Big Plans. To find your perfect match, the one who completes you. But as you get older you realize it's not always that easy. It's not until the end of your life that you realize how the plans you made where simply plans. Because at the end when you're looking back instead of forward you want to believe you made the most of what life gave you. You want to believe you're leaving something good behind. You want it all to have mattered.

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"Who do you carry the torch for, my young man?
Do you believe in anything?
Do you carry it around just to burn things down?

Feels like we could escape this
I might throw it away for fear of the silver sun
If you try running a maze of your lies
It's too hard to save you've thrown out everyone"

"In the cold of the full moon
On this night
Time itself it slips away
Now you are mine
Slowly hours pass
All through the night
Together we can disappear
For a while I am still
Forever and ever and ever
Now I am still
Forever and ever and ever
Endless
Endless
Now I am still
Endless
Endless
Your body is endless

Watching the hourglass
On that night
We touched the stars
And reached the moon
For a time
I'm lost in a moment with you
It feels right
We're floating above the stars
You and I"

Dave Gahan, "Endless"