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, 19 de agosto de 2010
mean streets
you don't make up for your sins in church. you do it in the streets. you do it at home. the rest is bullshit and you know it.
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