Down To The Woods...

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These violent delights have violent ends, and in their triumph die, like fire and powder which as they kiss, consume.

EVERYBODY IS ALWAYS SO FUCKING “FINE”.

BUT WE ARE NOT. SOMETIMES WE ARE HURT, AND BRUSIED, AND ALMOST COMPLETELY SHATTERED. AND THIS SIR, IS NOT WHAT WE CALL FINE.

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