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I try not to paint it in a pretty light because there is nothing pretty about it. It is strong and it is beautiful and it will knock you on your *** but it is not pretty. It is black and cold and poisonous, and it practices it's art with extreme prejudice. Whether you say its your last time or whether you say nothing, you are lying to yourself. ****** the dark mistress, whom I fly towards like a moth to a light on a dark night. ****** the cunning sorcerer, who has caught  me under his deadly spell. I am not powerless to my addiction. No, I am wrong, it is not MY addiction, I am the addictions user. But I will break free. Jeremy Freeman, the fastest gun west of the Sierra Nevadas.
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Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 2:51 AM UTC
Jeremy Freeman
I try not to paint it in a pretty light because there is nothing pretty about it. It is strong and it is beautiful and it will knock you on your *** but it is not pretty. It is black and cold and poisonous, and it practices it's art with extreme prejudice. Whether you say its your last time or whether you say nothing, you are lying to yourself. ****** the dark mistress, whom I fly towards like a moth to a light on a dark night. ****** the cunning sorcerer, who has caught  me under his deadly spell. I am not powerless to my addiction. No, I am wrong, it is not MY addiction, I am the addictions user. But I will break free. Jeremy Freeman, the fastest gun west of the Sierra Nevadas.
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Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 2:51 AM UTC
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