for the times, through and through

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SCREAM MY HEART OUT.



but i guess this helps me be a better person on the outside, though terribly bitter one at heart.


i'm so into the mood of not talking these days. i did my job and watched the heavenly sight of dusk beaming down at me. ah, bliss.

get away from me, people! i may eat you if suddenly i felt like it.