Day 30/365


"Once a night, my bedroom light
Bleeds out from inside my window
Eyes white, I keep out of sight
This city's just not pretty like it used to be

It's always a nightmare, it's never a dream
The promise we made to kill the days between
They live in the heartbeat and sleep til the light is gone"

- Pins and Needles, the Birthday Massacre

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