Beyond the blue
In some way, Life starts with a bang
Inspired in part by my bizarre music taste
my dwindling love life, and penchant for putting myself in dangerous situations.
that and the fact that i'm reverting back to my old Gothic self.
He was never really good at anything. apart from getting hurt of course.
But apparently even this was something he could be proud of.
Putting himself in harms way to protect others could be defined as an admirable trait.
the scorch marks on his back was a testament, a symbol if you will.
but In the end, it would be the case of the unattended bag filled with explosives.
I hate those things.
usually this is the part where I'm simply being put on a stretcher from being caught in the blast but instead…
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