diorama

*the guitar riffs kick in!*

Hamilton Leithauser: Come for me, comfort me. Come for me, comfort me. Come for me, comfort me.

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You see in these parallel universes I'm just a portion of a larger diorama. Only this version of me is feeling lonely. Somewhere else I'm happier, more hopeful and more in love.

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While it's raining: It's past midnight but why is everything so bright? *comeformecomfortmecomeformecoverme*

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I've forgotten how good this feels. Its been awhile since this feeling hasn't depended on someone else. *andaftersometimeiknowiwouldgoblind*

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This is my zen moment. The point between swooning and cynicism. Ah won't you come for me, comfort me.