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Latest Journal Entry: No internet March 17, 2013, 09:44am
Per Ardua ad Astra.
I'm happy enough.
On and on I try to describe myself in a way that makes me seem like a wise young woman, well-traveled and sophisticated.
I want to show how much I feel about nature, about reading, about standing in the wind at the North Sea-shore. How I feel like a child of the sea, how I despise the way our society goes, how much I love the night and how I wish the world was more elegant.
The more I try, the more I realise:
I'm only 19, and I'm just like everyone else.
Leave it to me as I find a way to be,
consider me a satellite, forever orbiting,
I knew all the rules, but the rules did not know me,