You think you know death. But you don’t. Not until you’ve seen it. Really seen it. And it gets under your skin and lives inside you. You also think you know life. You stand on the edge of things and watch it go by, but you’re not living it. Not really. You’re just a tourist. A ghost. And then you see it. Really see it. And it gets under your skin and lives inside you, and there’s no escape. There’s nothing to be done, and you know what? It’s good. It’s a good thing. And that’s all I’ve got to say about it.
MY UNCLE ALWAYS TELLS ME NEVER LET SOMEONE TELL U UR FAVORITE BAND IS A “PHASE” BECAUSE HES LOVED THE SPICE GIRLS FOR 17 YEARS AND HE STILL DOES
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when your song comes on out of nowhere and you just