when i was young the the sky was blue. today, it still is blue, with a bit of rain, lightning, and planes. today, i think one's existence on this planet gets to be so precious in standards of loss. the more you lose a thing the more it becomes of value. and things and people which do not exist are prettier than those who is familiar about you. sad, huh?
i'd like you to know i date non-existent people and eat non-existent things. cute.
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