Purchase Void, Returns Not Accepted
Stuck
On you
On him
On me
No returning
But forward momentum?
Think not
Where on the map
Am I left?
A void
An abyss
Never-ending
Incessant
VOID
Fuck my computer
It just started playing Vanilla Twilight
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