Tick tack stopp.
Jag blöder på mina ben. Philip karvat.
Sol och värme.
Instängd i samhällen.
I like your hair.
Hold me.
Don't let go.
Tick tack...
....stop.
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"Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it's yours."
- Ayn Rand, "Atlas Shrugged"
- Ayn Rand, "Atlas Shrugged"
jaaa.. det måste lösas. det finns en skitlät utväg, egentligen. men. blä jag vill inte
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