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What a pleasure it is to be alive at the same time as you I could be lost in the 50s swirling in a poodle skirt and singing to frank sinatra or the 60s painting peace signs on my cheeks thriving in a cultural decade or i could be making my way in the 70s or 80s pretending i like disco with poofy hair i have teased my mother about. but i am here in the present which is truly a gift as im spending the golden ages of my life with you when i could be an entirely different person in an entirely different millennium but how lucky i am alive and free in the same universe as you
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Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC
Alive
What a pleasure it is to be alive at the same time as you I could be lost in the 50s swirling in a poodle skirt and singing to frank sinatra or the 60s painting peace signs on my cheeks thriving in a cultural decade or i could be making my way in the 70s or 80s pretending i like disco with poofy hair i have teased my mother about. but i am here in the present which is truly a gift as im spending the golden ages of my life with you when i could be an entirely different person in an entirely different millennium but how lucky i am alive and free in the same universe as you
hollyy
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Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC
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