Love is like Falling...And Falling is like this :-(
Sometimes I wonder if Fate is just a vindictive bitch,
sitting in the heavens and laughing hysterically as she
squashes pedestrians with Mack trucks or grins evilly as
yet another Believer dies a painful death...or as another
heart breaks from ubiquitous -- but stealthy -- love. Why
would there be so many reasons pointing to the existance of
fate or Chance or anything like that, if it rarely works?
What's the point of trying if all I get is pain?
When will it stop snowing?
ps- Fuck this town, fuck the people who are holding me
back...and fuck cheese wiz
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