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not as good as an ice cream cone, but better than a sharp stick in the eye. so on the scale of drug use to fairy tales, this blog is pretty healthy.
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- Mackenzie
- I never live with balance. I always wake up nervous. Light comes at me sideways; I hold my breath forever. I never live with balance, though I've always liked the notion. I feel that endless hunger for energy and motion.
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Understood. When are the Whooshlings coming to pick us up, anyway?
Understood. When are the Whooshlings coming to pick us up, anyway?
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