SuicideClub

When you grow up, your heart dies.

[b]I like the Darkness.[/b] theres something to the feeling of not knowing your surrounding, not seeing the colour of things as they appear, but as they truly are. theres something about [i]the unknown, the quiet, the cold[/i]. heres something unspoken about the dark, something i can never quite put words to, something [i]terrifying[/i] yet [i]beautiful.[/i]

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• Created January 11, 2015