My affective state has been desecrated. Feels like I've been eviscerated. I rise and conquer as anticipated. Those who plot my demise will be decimated.
Searching for meaning. Finding mystery, pleasure entwined with misery.
Searching for meaning. Finding mystery, pleasure entwined with misery.
Consequences coil so tightly. On reason I tread so lightly. In the darkness, indifference shines so brightly. so brightly. Apathy might be a savior, it just might be, it just might be.
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