life is cold and dull without (some) insanity;
joy means nothing, without despair.
oh i can't stand cynics, for i know them,
for i am one myself. i say
fuck you i love you
And I know and I see
but I don't want to care for it
Heroics, my heroine;
heroin, for me.
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Tuesday, 16 March 2010
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