neither home nor away,
neither belonging nor estranged.
i find myself in the painful blurs between contrasts. i find myself with one leg in each direction; to the north, and to the east, and i am defined by standards don’t fit me, and standards that could.
neither home nor away,
neither belonging nor estranged.
i find myself in the painful blurs between contrasts. i find myself with one leg in each direction; to the north, and to the east, and i am defined by standards don’t fit me, and standards that could.
i’m missing ya!! :P
i’m missing ya!! :P