I don’t want ordinary.
Give me crooked beauty and odd melodies.
Give me scarred hands and stories written on the soles of your shoes.
Give me uncharted roads and unknown constellations.
Give me proof that we are all more than mundane. ©
Jamie. 22. Bay Area
San Francisco. Chicago. New York.
I'm confused as to why we torture ourselves with silly things such as destination and time.
*Please don't send me fan mail, I won't answer it because it messes up my computer.*