» So give me all your poison
&give me all your pills
&give me all your hopeless hearts
&make me ill.
You're running after something that you'll NEVER kill;
If this is what you want...then fire at will!
viernes, 13 de noviembre de 2009
taky my hand. CHOOSE ME! don't be afraid... i fucking need it.
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