raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: Redderated daisery
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: perfectly hazy purplement
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors of perception
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: Once you have felt whole how can you go back to being hollow?
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: Unicorn the second, rly? The same.
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: ... on a rainy day the sun still shines
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: Presenting Herbert
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: Pretty Pink Perspective
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: Joy is the feeling of grinning inside
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: made all the stars around them shine
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: transcendent, specifically? Kantian
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raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: To draw with idle spiders' strings
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: People could not believe what I'd become
raceytay {I br♥ke for bokeh}: I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can be together all the time.