I find it funny how, everyday you’re surrounded by complete strangers, all of which have different dreams, thoughts, and problems. However, you never find out about any of these, simply because we’re scared to speak to people who are the same as us
you know my name not my
Overwhelming desire to become a pigeon. Words cannot express my dire need to have beautiful grey feathers and glorious wings so that I may fly and feast upon dropped hotdogs and breadcrumbs.
when you over-hear a joke in someone else’s conversation and accidentally laugh out loud