

Time. There's Never Any Time. While you grow up, the world changes. Like when you sleep. You close your eyes, and everything goes into fast-forward mode.Time. There's Never Any Time.
Barely any night. Not enough day.
While you grow up, you try not to remember the past. The past was like the plague. Contagious and unwanted.
Your past is a disease. An inevitable cancer. Something you just couldnt avoid.
But most people dont realize that history repeats itself. Its a constant loop.
Fall asleep. Wake up. Consciousness. Sub-consciousness.
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"Awesome is never a good word.. but that definitely inspired awe."
RAWR-WAT indeed.
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All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be boring.
Give me anything in this whole fucking world that is exactly what it looks like!
-Invisible Monsters, Chuck Palahniuk
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