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Sunday, August 9
Breakfast in Venus


Give up, I just want to give up. I want to jump into the air, freeze, go limp and just float. And I want to keep floating till I break the atmosphere, till I am floating in space among the stars and planets. I want to live among the moons and never ever have to talk to another living soul ever again. No feelings, no words. Just big, beautiful, space and little floating me. How cool is that right.
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