It feels like eternity. Bloody hell. Everything seems to get shorter . . . thinner . . . thicker? Remember remember, the fifth of November. Umm, I wonder why. Fuck!
*Raises volume of music*
*Stares at the itunes screen*
Nah. How about this one? Nah, I think I will stick with At the Drive-In.
*Changes song to Pattern Against User*
*Shuts the lights. Lays on the bed with closed eyes*
Out of control.
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