“People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.”
Neil Gaiman (via kari-shma)
searching for a song you don’t know the name of or any of the lyrics to.
Realizing that the answers to your homework are all in the back of your book→
Blowing a balloon
Expectations:
Reality:
Coughing dramatically in front of a person that’s smoking, to make them feel bad.
Its your road, and yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you.




