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The infinitely dark abyss

"Oh, it's just me, myself and I, solo ride until I die, 'cause I got me for life. Oh I don't need a hand to hold, even when the night is cold, I got that fire in my soul. I don't need anything to get me through the night, except the beat that's in my heart. Yeah, it's keeping me alive. I don't need anything to make me satisfied, 'cause the music does me good and it gets me every time."

Monday, October 29, 2012

I forgot how I ended up reading this dark archive again.
When all I should be doing is revising for my exams.




And then, there's only one conclusion that I arrived at.






Fuck feelings.

They change.
They poison.
They ruin.
They kill.


Fuck feelings.
Posted by Kevin Tandiono at 10:16 PM

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