Heaven and Hell, both sides of one same mirror. That which we crave is that which kills us, that which we fear is what makes us step forth. Now please leave me alone, I have a little pleasure to bleed. Do you want some?

What about me? I just can't tell. I'm at that time when you finally realise that no matter how you see yourself, other people will see you in another way, and you can't help it. So all we can say are lies to the rest, and all people say are misunderstandings to us.
Let it lay.
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