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BrothersThe skull-dogs of my past snap and growl, condemning me to the world of the waking, reinforcing my fears. Once dear friends and comrades, they've turned savage. To them i'm the one that's changed. Thier eternal sleep has separated me from them and now they haunt my dreams. The nightmares are vivid, I can smell their rotting breath and see thier decaying flesh. I've found new family in spite of my devotion to the drooling specters, But everyone knows i've cheated them, and one day they'll catch me on the edge of sleep and consume me, and then we'll be family once more.... a part of each otherBrothers
And I don't know what drives me to.
Maybe I only fav when I want someone to change what they're doing in a given direction.
If they actually go in that direction, the faving stops.
Oh and sorry I missed you that evening.
I did not want to end up at Alex's that night.
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Behind me painstaking barons burning weed-drug soldiers in huge piles of whale nets.
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I feel so loved.
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I'm a manic-depressive with a gun.
I'd run like hell if I were you.
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My other gallery [link]
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My other gallery [link]
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My other gallery [link]
Thanks a bunch for the watch Sir!
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Katrkoriza, The Dream Painter
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