last night i was welcomed to the moulin rouge. loud vibrations, ravenous eyes, clutching palms. i was taken around, introduced to companies of people and complimented... and i disliked it. bearing a smile i endured. i drank. i danced on the stage. i put on a show
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you're definitely so much more than your skin!
:) i hope that summer is at least a bit enjoyable for you, though
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and the treasure box memory isnt fictional at all. it is something from a few weeks ago, an experience, about which i am planning to write shortly. those few days are what i want more in my life. and the future is the continuation of that.
basically going to school, doing what i want and not having to do the kind of work, for which i have little respect, is why i compare it with the moulin rouge... and it is actually very much quite like it.
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