Destroying myself one breath at a time.

Twenty Five

I defeat myself.

Perhaps there’s more to that sentence than just those three words and perhaps, I am neither I or myself.

How would you feel if your life felt like a countdown to nothing?

MCR disbanded, FOB are back from hiatus. When you close all the windows, be sure to leave something open, claustrophobia’s a bitch.

I am going to finish my sentence.

The great escape.

 

 

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