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When I see something like this, something I used to take for granted that would always be there, that by itself isn't a very big deal, I feel melodramatic thinking about how its gone forever, because it's not a person, but it reminds me of the people who are also gone

Just got diagnosed with dunning-kruger syndrome

Home. Home is where the giant gaping hole in the wall is. Home is where the gas and water are off. Home is where you have to leave to let the Men come and work on pipes all day. Home is a hovel shit hole where nothing works and you have to pay a lot of money to stay there

No flavor has ever come close to this for me since

Some of what I used for new album as of yet unreleased unfinished

Some of my dad's paintings from 1995

And no more turn aside and brood Upon love's bitter mystery; For Fergus rules the brazen cars, And rules the shadows of the wood, And the white breast of the dim sea And all dishevelled wandering stars.

REST IN PEACE Gothic King Cobra I was hoping this wasn't true. This one fucking hurts.

Trials and tribulations. All there is.

Maybe one day I'll catch a fucking break for once

I'm absolutely miserable and my life is a constant nightmare