Everything and everyone you know, want to know, wish you didn't know; everything that you love and everything that you hate will die.
Dark? Yes. But facts like that remind me to not take anything too seriously and just enjoy myself. Why get caught up on the deets? The past? The future? The petty? The not-so petty?
Too much fun to be had. Drinks to drink, people to know and love and fvck, drugs to take, things to buy... or steal. S'all a great big joke to me.
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I spit bullets in my feet
Every time I speak
So I write instead
And still people want me dead
~msc
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