Imaginary, you're fucking imaginary. The things you say don't mean shit, never did. So I'm cutting you out. Anyway, that's what you wanted wasn't it? I'm gunna taunt you and cut you down and make you remember
Its christmas soon :)
"She doesnt know i cry for the changing times,
That just as i reread my favourite books, some small part of me hoping for a different ending, I find myself hoping against hope that the war will never come. That this time, somehow, it will leave us be."
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