In Retrospect..
I laid down,
I drank the poison then I passed the FUCK out.
Now let me tell you 'bout the good life.
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I like music. I like heavy music. I like hardcore music. I like 8bit, pop-punk, and anything with a decent beat. But what does it all have in common? That Baby, I like it LOUD.
I drank the poison then I passed the FUCK out.
Now let me tell you 'bout the good life.
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I like music. I like heavy music. I like hardcore music. I like 8bit, pop-punk, and anything with a decent beat. But what does it all have in common? That Baby, I like it LOUD.
I hate that feeling when you randomly feel depressed. There is no warning, no apparent reason. It just happens. You feel empty, and you feel hopeless. And you just feel tired. As if you never want to move again. Then when someone asks you what’s wrong, you can’t say because there is nothing that comes to mind. Then you start thinking of what it could be, and you realize just how much is wrong.
This post is perfect
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