My mind is clogged up at the moment, I think I'll try to go the weekend by letting it unwind, too many thoughts passing through, like men at brothells on friday nights. Too many voices of my mind wresting with each other trying to shout out images of the morbidly dark and the insane. Tool sounds good, time to collect the pieces of this mirror. I'll
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