The Day I Covered Myself In Vanta
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The photo above isn't actually me by the way. I could never get a proper photo of my luxurious silky body when i was covered in True Vanta Black paint. The photo depicts someone else unfortunately. This story is about Me and how i had covered myself in Vanta Black Paint, the darkest material scientists have discovered. It absorbs so much light, the human eye cant perceive it, and it looks as though there is a photoshopped hole in the world when you look at it. I had covered myself to escape the night, my fears, my enemies, and myself. I wanted to be free from the world. My appearance my be invisible, but that does not change how my inner being is. Dubstep is constantly playing throughout the story, and to signify this i'm going to say when dubstep is playing because dubstep is epic. Delve into my Dubstep Story about Darkness and the power of it, and me included.
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