It Is All The End
Leaving the ones you love to go throttle the neck of something greater and the guilt of it all.
I don't live with my mother anymore. My friends don't live nearby. Everything is just a visit or a vacation and there is a constant haunting and an empty feeling of impermanence that comes with every…
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