I might as well stick with Boney M. Then again, No.
The cigarette tastes stale and the cold is slowly starting to numb my toes.
Great. You started this. You finish this, Bina.
The bass is definitely building up inside and it's really getting cold. 'Froze to death in a Tigger costume' isn't exactly an awesome epitaph. Should I get back inside the animal chaos and by all means try to hang unto my last shards of sanity or should I just head back to the dorm and curse myself with a sinus and tattoo 'What If' on my forehead?
Conform and live. Rebel and die. Conform and Die. Rebel and Live.
Fuck you Nietzsche. Or was it the Sex Pistols? .. Now I'm all confused.
*Sigh*
Alright 'en. Last puff, then it's back to 'Le tigre masqué' (The Masked Tiger).
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