I have a deep fondness in my heart for the abandoned places of the world. I'm not entirely sure why, but part of me gravitates towards the broken down and the desolate. It's not an all the time thing, there are times when I see the decay around me as being somewhat tragic. But there are times I see it as poetic. I look at the bits of decay
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*nods* I love seeing wildflowers growing through cracks in the concrete. Gives me hope for the future somehow, like maybe things will go on despite how the human race seems determined to fuck it all up.
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