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Men who fall prey to their own appetites and ludicrous self-delusions, doomed to damnation and unable to do anything about it

Tomorrow belongs to those who can hear it coming

Life can hurt the most when everybody is right

Teenage rebel of the week

I wanted to go somewhere latin and chaotic and violent

The pinnacle of privilege

We don’t bow down

Don’t get too attached

Where do you go?/ We’ve got nowhere to go/ Where do you go?/ We call this place home
