They who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.
the rotted love manipulates me
and I, I, you, we’re not thinking my stromata
Say anything, save everything, if we say nothing this love will die…. We’ll say anything, feel everything, I want to be with you so this love can fly. We’ll hang on to every word and we’ll scream, we’ll whisper. Say anything.
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