Mi felicidad no es la culapble de tus males
si no puedes dormir,cuenta ovejas.
Take a gun called hate up against your heart, and pull the trigger...
Everything,every fucking issue between you and me is over!
So please,take all your pain or hate or rage or whatever you feel for me, and go away.You said this was the last time we were going to know about each other, you lied,as always.
Now,i'm fed up and i really won't go chasing after you.
That's all i have to say,that's my last word.
1 comentario:
Como ya te dije, no creo que este sea el camino ni la forma... pero bah, qué sabré yo. Mi blog es un baúl de autocompasiones semisuicidas a lo emo.
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