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That's all I can't think about with a concert of Nana Kitade coming. Great.
Why do they know me that well? My Sweet Prince, Special Needs, Without you I'm nothing, every me and every you, second sight, WHERE IS MY MIND
They are simply brilliant. -sighs- It's terrible. It's terrible when you get so addicted to a song that you CAN'T stop listening to it. You never get tired of it and you listen to that song over and over again, hoping you will get sick and stop listening it for the rest of your life. But you can't. And all because that song says everything to you, every feeling you have inside your body and mind.
Damn you Placebo. For making such awesome and addictive songs. I will get you someday. I will buy the goddamn ticket, go to your concert, listen to your songs, to see if I get rid of this addiction.
Funny though... they are just a placebo. It's not their fault. It's mine.
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