the secret life of
Sunday, November 7, 2010
disorder
burn, burn, burn
if I had one wish, love would never come to an end; it would only begin.
I want to be alone;
but not feel alone.
nobody wants me
no one really cares
no one loves me
no one ever will
i miss you...
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