Then you have to love those moments that you know you will remember.
6am biking and freezing to death. Getting home bruised and covered in blood. It's okay baby I don't feel anything, it's too cool for my little red soldiers to run screaming. Yesterday I woke up with no memory and no place to stay.
Let's not fuck this up, we only have one shot- really.
There's no such thing as depression here.
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