ee gave this to starfish who then gave it to me on my 18th birthday:
who knows if the moon's
a balloon,coming out of a keen city
in the sky--filled with pretty people?
(and if you and i should

get into it,if they
should take me and take you into their balloon,
why then we'd go up higher with all the pretty people

than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody's ever visited,where

always
it's
Spring)and everyone's
in love and flowers pick themselves
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it's time to finally float away;
everything is finally falling into place.
i can already see what montreal was supposed to do for me
and
it hasn't even happened yet!

looking forward has never looked so good. i found it starfish, i found what finally makes me happy








chemotherapy jokes and endless laughter after that