Sunday, April 15, 2007
fuck you.fuck me.fuck everything.this is what happens when you get sick and tired.
OF ALWAYS BEING SICK AND TIRED.there is
no such thing as resurrection or anything of that sorts.
save it.
keep it.do what you must.cause its going to be thrown away.at the end of the day.enough of this monotanous thing.kaaye\.- such a fool boy.
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