Curiosity killed the cat, Satisfaction brought it back. My mother used to say it all the time. Never fear the unknown or the truth. Instead, welcome it, cherish it, seek it. I'll step outside into the dark, the sonata echoes in the moonlight. Light a cigarette, knowing I shouldn't, but knowing it's and empty subconscious lecture. I've got to die of something, right? Perhaps one day I will write a book about a girl who's life is like mine, but fascinating and more lively. Or not. Damn, too cold for this shit. I'm going inside.
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