after you read this, nothing will ever be the same. you have just entered the mind of a 20 year old
pscycho and there's no turning back.
100 years from now, somebody will realize i am right. dark, bitter, and painful, but right... nonetheless. 100 years from now, a beautiful soul will find realization in my musings, and the birth of a tragic advocacy to destroy all things seemingly beautiful shall begin.
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