Easy.
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Happy things melt in my palm and spread warm, tingling sparks inside me. Bliss, that.
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Happiness is a myth. It was invented to make us buy things.
Atulaa
- Atulaa Krishnamurthy
- that sunshiny little thing peeping up at you from under your cobweb infested cupboard.
Magic

Happy things melt in my palm and spread warm, tingling sparks inside me. Bliss, that.
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