Dark Berry Mocha. War of the Roses. Archon, Solon, Prytany, Cleisthenes, Prisistratus. You have no idea, and it's staying that way. I.U. Day. :/ :/ Mine, you. Bliss.
We write to taste life twice, in the moment, and in retrospection. We write, like Proust, to render all of it eternal, and to persuade ourselves that it is eternal. We write to be able to transcend our life, to reach beyond it. - Anais Nin
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