black bird singing in the dead of night.

something in your magnetism must've pissed them off.

i'll be dancing with myself.

music:

So I turn 23 on a train, homebound. It's actually quite a strange feeling. I would've thought I would be pretty blasé about it, as always. But hey, I'll take it... Well, like most people put their faith in hope, here's to a good year. Thank you to everyone I've met, and thank you to the people that love me. (Some strange hand sign or some equivalent to that of an alhamdulillah, or hallelujah. )

driven by dreams, we are simple selfish beings.