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What am I without this toxic insanity that twists my every move? *Nothing, that's what I am, what I would be without me.* Maybe feeling normal would wash this burning passion for difference, which I love so dearly, away. *If that is the case, I will be abnormal any day.*
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Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 7:55 AM UTC
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What am I without this toxic insanity that twists my every move? *Nothing, that's what I am, what I would be without me.* Maybe feeling normal would wash this burning passion for difference, which I love so dearly, away. *If that is the case, I will be abnormal any day.*
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Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 7:55 AM UTC
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