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[l33tm4st3rp0cky]

Sometimes I think I love nothing. After all, nothing's beautiful. Nothing's passionate. Nothing's alive. And time again I think that I could fall in love with this thing called nothing and it doesn't sound so bad. Nothing can heal this emptiness. I would have nothing and nothing would be mine.

Taken from Madee's journal

Comments

[punknametaken]

I was in the strangest mood when I wrote that. Did you get the thing where you can read it 2 different ways? Makes you feel like nothing really makes sense, doesn't it? (wow you could even take THAT 2 different ways). Ok I'm a loser so bye.