9 de agosto de 2010

july flame

oh baby, you can't take me everything. you can try to grab me the most important things in my life, but you can't. only clean souls could. so go away, these games are useful, that pain is fake, that smile is blue and these words are such a waste of time. i've got more important things to do, ok?



you're faker than plastic birds.

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(IN)SANE* disse...

We really need to talk 'cause I want to understand and help you my dear...