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I can't picture the exact time when i came out with one of the most depressing sentences of my life so far. I know it was early morning at Reading, we were looking at these aaaaamazingly buff pictures of these pink sparkly galaxies, glowing and glittery and swirly and misty and glowing and just peng,
"Wouldn't it be buff if we just saw them in the sky?"
"Yeah... but we won't. We never will."
Oh i recall the sorrow at this realisation, for that was all we really wanted on that cold sober night