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And we have a guy in school that looks like Marilyn Manson. Guess what everyone calls him? Manson. Poor guy.
*shakes head and whipes a tear away*
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--If you want to love me you'll have to love my shadow. This black creature that is stuck to my feet and that hates the light whithout which it wouldn't exist. Sometimes, I think it is more me than I am. Please be gentle as you make my shadow white.
-- On soft pillows you won't ride into eternity and spilling your blood you won't get out of eternity again.
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