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breathe blood. one day im going to: travel the world, live in a wherehouse, have sex in the rocket at rocket park, make a patchwork quilt, get a tattoo, find someone to spend my life with, sell all my stuff, open a cafe, stop tumblring, hitchhike, spend a whole day naked, change my name, get a st bernard dog, have lunch with a homeless person, die and then come back as a lion. just you wait✝

“I like drinking coffee alone and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone and walking home alone. It gives me time to think and set my mind free. I like eating alone and listening to music alone. But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.”

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