There is nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home. When you've lost it all, that's when you finally realize that life is beautiful.
When you can't climb your way out of such a hole, you tend to crouch down and call it home.
There's nothin like a trail of ßlooÐ to finÐ your way ßack home
I am the outcast come home to roost and the eggs of tomorrow are incubating in my fame. You hate me, you love me, you made me, and now I am in you. I am like that disease brewing in your loins and I think you like it.
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