alone like i'm supposed to be. tonight, tomorrow and everyday. there's nothing here that you'll miss, i can guarantee you. this is a cloud of smoke trying to occupy space. what a fucking joke.
domingo, 26 de setembro de 2010
You Can't Fool Old Friends With Limousines
you just laughed and said well no one here forgets your past
so you ran baby ran
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