“My eyes are so bleary
I guess I'm young but I feel so weary
I've tried to express it
But I think its all a bore
Its at the heart of me,
A very part of me”

— Zooey Deschanel

"Black Hole".
She & Him : Volume One (2008)

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American actress, musician, and singer-songwriter 1980

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