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Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace. - Eugene O'Neill
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- why i love pharmacists.
- read.
- consume.
- eaten.
- what i did yesterday.
- it's real.
- we say we love.
- I love that you listen to what I say even though y...
- guilt.
- i hope so.
- You seem like a thinker. You seem to always be dee...
- "so he cracked him." "fuck I love this guy."
- I was thinking about gardening, and when I met thi...
- garden.
- I think I'll take up gardening.
- Mom dreams.
- Why I love my dad.
- these.
- my mom would absolutely love this.
- beds.
- let's focus on the unattainable.
- secrets.
- freckles.
- what we understand.
- my kitchen.
- Irreparable.
- I know what you said to him.
- Mom day.
- hm.
- Birthday.
- Failure is when you talk yourself out of becoming ...
- Meditation.
- Last night
- Maldives.
- This is just the intermission.
- we need.
- Hahaha yes.
- There's that familiar summer feeling. Danger danger.
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