When bitter hands clasp cold steel, everything's transformed. A new power, a purpose flows through tingling flesh. A splattered stain will mark this earth, existance scarred with change. Sinking, sinking, sinking. But now is when i'll fucking rise. Destroy you all, or destroy myself.. I need to clasp that fucking steel. Thank fuck i cannot clasp
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Are you going to be around in june/ july or are you going to the US? I get my license back in 3 weeks so we have to go for a celebratory drive. Lemme know what's going on.
Ros
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