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Disney

The truth is, that I think I gave up a long time ago. I think a lot of us do, we give up on that ‘dream’ you know. That warm, glowing idea The idea we have for what our future will be like. You have this wonderful charlie in the chocolate factory adventure, filled with an immense lord-of-the-rings turmoil. A struggle in which you somehow fight all of your fears. Surpass all your human weakness and rise anew like a phoenix from the ashes. You rescue that helpless little princess and you live forever in nursery rhymes. - I suppose I realized this lie, that’s when I suppose I started drinking, fucking, killing everything in sight. I was angry. And I still am. N.H.
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Jun 2, 2013
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