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The Waves by Virginia Woolf
my life is filled with such amazingly fantastic people,
but surrounded by fucken idiots.
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lovely.
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Shalbe.
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perfection.
brilliance.
eternity.
it’s all an ongoing cycle.
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I am a Werewolf.
I am almost sure of it.
I am connected with the moon. It supplies me with energy. It fulfills me.
I am hairy. And twisted, occasionally.
She’s the Vampire.
And I am the Werewolf.
I am convinced.
We were not meant to meet. But by some unknown beauty, our path collided just before it could develop or continue.
She is my Vampire.
I need to get out of this place.
I can’t wait to be rid of this place.
One day, I create my own life.
Boy, will it be rather fantastic.
Fly away, to the make-believe land beyond the seas.
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