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.
quinta-feira, 14 de janeiro de 2010
and so, dear friend...
you just have to carry on.
"don't get any big ideas. they're not gonna happen"
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