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And what is a hat, but underwear for the skull. I've stood on a precipice of disaster for longer than I'd hope. Waking moments faked to fulfill something unreal to me, unreal to the world. We're all trapped here together, but some forced to adapt where others are let wander free. It's a cold feeling, not having a hat. But, with a hat you're but a shape defined falsely. Let the hats be thrown. Left to be swept by the wind. this post brought to you by insomnia 2018 |









