Who knows what the new year will bring.
Just, simply, who knows?
No one.
No one on Earth knows.
I bet God does,
and all of the angels in Heaven.
But no one on Earth.
Oh, we know a few things.
Like that certain people will still be idiots,
or that we will still suffer.
We will still suffer from the pain,
and sorrow.
Some idiot people don't understand,
and I don't expect them to.
But a few people do,
but they don't give a crap.
Pain,
without love,
pain.
Can't get enough.
The new year will hold pain.
More pain,
less pain,
we won't find out until later.
We don't know.
We will know.
At the end of this year,
then we'll know.
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My main comment: your sig, Miseria Cantare by AFI and That's What You Get by Paramore. Two of my favorite songs and as I recall, both lines were in my signature recently.