The sun, it rises slowly as you walk
Away from all the fears
And all the faults you’ve left behind
But I will hold on hope
And I won’t let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I’ll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I’ll know my name as it’s called again
Cause I have other things to fill my time
You take what is yours and I’ll take mine
Now let me at the truth
Which will refresh my broken mind
Wizard: You want a heart. Well, you don’t know how lucky you are not to have one. Hearts will never be made practical until they can be made unbreakable.
Tin Man: Well, I…I still want one.” —The Wizard of Oz (via waggishredboots)
it makes me so very sad to see the people i love so much hurting.
it breaks my heart.