The concept of fashion is the one to blame: painting the portrait
of conviction-less existence.
Well, it must be difficult being so gorgeous.
Claiming to be the kings and queens but it's all of nothing.
This shall pass.
Megalomania.
Congratulations on mutiliation for a life.
I'm going to hope for you, i'm going to pray for you amongst the
wreckless and the black.
Salvation lies within.
My time is your's my friend.
We all find ourselves so horribly weak.
(Oh God), here's an offering.
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