“One at a time, I watch them all forget
One at a time, I’m lost in little deaths
It’s the place that I, I forget my life
But tonight . . .”
“Will the flood behind me put out the fire inside me?”
–AFI’s The Missing Frame
. . . So yeah. I’m just over here, looking like the poster-child for “This is your brain on drugs.” Only, not drugs. Better than drugs.
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