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I went today and saw a psychic. Her name was Condessa and she was old with saggy cheekbones. Her apartment smelt of burning candles and Marlboros. Pictures of the Virgin Mary and Buddha hung above the table by the window where she read my palm. She said that I was happy, but that I had darkness around my aura that should be silver and gold. I fall in love too quickly and say too much too fast. I will marry once when I am 21 to a man that people don't want me to marry. She told me that I don't care about being rich and famous, I just want to be fulfilled. It's funny that she said that because I have been wondering lately what I want out of life and pretty much had come to that same decision. I will live until I am 91.