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i know i believe in nothing, but it is my nothing


☆★☆ i don't have time to play with you.
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no matter how many nights passed, there wasn't anything there, was there?
we knew we'd became people that couldn't forgive.

this world ain't just made of facts, every half-hour is a countdown.
if it's because of my age then you're a coward, i haven't got the guts to stand alone.