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Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Infinity.
Things always seem to be infinite when you dislike them. Infinite numbers of beggars, sadness, wars, goodbyes. Infinite. When will my happiness finally be infinite? Someday, everything will converge. Someday.
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Things always seem to be infinite when you dislike them. Infinite numbers of beggars, sadness, wars, goodbyes. Infinite. When will my happiness finally be infinite? Someday, everything will converge. Someday.
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