I bid you adue...
I shall be leaving for a while. I need to pick my shit up, get my life into shape and stop hurting everyone. Depression gets us all, eh? Friends always **** you over.
My wounds may never heal. But I may be back, but for the moment, I'm ****ing off.
Good bye. Hope I come back.
It's a matter of trust, and you don't care about us... ~ Placebo, You don't Care About Us.
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