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[amaranthine_sea]

I'm going into my other place where the colors here don't fit me anymore, the mood I'm usually in. The one where I am fully and wholly a fiend, and deserve to be swathed in the blacks and purples and deep dark blues of the bottom of the ocean. Where the interests I've written don't quite fit right and I darken my own visions with specters and mood swings. I wonder if the summer's blooming will take it away.

What I'd really like, however, is if I were able to find some balance between the free floating hippie and the tragic fool.

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what a stupid entry.