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In a dream I saw my own obituary in the newspaper and my first thought was: I should check the date! It was September 6th, 2044 — that would mean I’d be dead at the age of 86.5 years, statistically more or less exactly the average life…
go here : http://posthumanist.org/tuscany-sunday-6-august-2017
Ik dank U.
She says she’s an optimist and he is a pessimist, which he denies. She cites going to a movie as an example. He doesn’t want to go. He says, it’s bound to be shit! She says, but it might not be. It might be good!
i am a blackcap — do notfret if i stop singing.
i am a small jewellike butterflysitting on a stone