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Member Since 31 May 2007
Offline Last Active Jun 03 2014 03:33 PM

About Me

it's lonely here,
there's no one left to torture.
I've seen the future, brother:
it is murder.

And I loved you when our love was blessed
and I love you now there's nothing left
but sorrow and a sense of overtime
and I missed you since the place got wrecked
And I just don't care what happens next
looks like freedom but it feels like death
it's something in between, I guess

Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative.
Oscar Wilde

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