Something crazy....intensity.

Do something crazy!

 In life you don't get what you deserve, you get what you work for.

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The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this:
A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive.
To her...
a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy,
a joy is an ecstacy,
a friend is a lover,
a lover is a god,
and a failure is death.
Sums it up right now

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