i am at my loneliest when i have something to celebrate and try to share it with those i love but who don't love me back
I dance i move i get drunk pass the acid your reality sucks i'll take my ownI will be considered art one day; yes that's properly written
in the end It’s my belief that history is a wheel. ‘Inconstancy is my very essence,’ says the wheel. Rise up on my spokes if you like but don’t complain when you’re cast back down into the depths. Good time pass away, but then so do the bad. Mutability is our tragedy, but it’s also our hope. The worst of time, like the best, are always passing away.
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