Every single night's a fight...

Just a place for me to fight with my brain and a place for you to watch.

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Well then...

It seems he's not the only one to think I pity myself. Joy.

I'm going to do something tomorrow. I don't know what yet... But I'm going to do something.

Fuck everyone.
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