All of this is just hitting me at once, every blow, every throw, I feel it burning me so festively. As if my fuse was lit 18 years ago on Jan 20th.
The time is now where it reaches that end where all the potential in life has smoked it self away, where you wanna fight but you can't.. This is when the lights dim and the fireworks begin. Don't be surprised when you see this never end. -RSA
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