Well I am officially over it. Sitting here staring at a computer screen while it’s iridescent reflection slowly suck the away my soul. The clashing synthetic rhythm of “Burn” is echoing around my head (possibly one of the greatest songs), all I can hear is Trent going “I never was a part of you, I never was a part of you. BURN” (insert awesome rhythm here). I guess I’m just having one of those get me the fuck out of this air-conditioned nightmare type moments.
Freedom in T-minus 45 mins
The Dress Suit, Part 3
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When we last left Doll Man he was hiding under a man's pillow.
To keep the man safe, of course.
But out of the closet -- as you might have guessed -- come...
12 hours ago
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