Everything is so harmful
Your words
so insane
I have doubts
my feelings can no be holded upon you
nobody deserve
such a charming sweetness

The historical moment of being humanized by the luxury of what is next. I behold week at my thoughts. I came to my mind with the guilty of killing part of what I was. What such a pain when you say ... there is so much humanity here. I prefer to be a alone, alone, completely empty of this dishaveling sensation.

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Nobody knows the other side of my house said…
such a sorrow ... jajajajajaja, it's so fun to laugh about it ...
April 21, 2010 at 3:43 PM
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