some lessons in life can never be translated onto books. some things were meant only to be lived through. if we can't learn by experience, what else have we got?
sing like rapture.. dance like a dervish.. the sky was candy luminous edible sprayed pink shy lemon greens cool tinkling chocolate multiply it by infinity, and take it to the depth of forever, and you will still have barely a glimpse of what i'm talking about
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