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My life is broken again - I will never recover I'm heart broken - my soul is drifting away Want to leave this world and never come back
I gave you everything, my life, my dreams, my hope and you throw it away Now I 'm just an empty shell wandering the desert of life, searching for my broken heart in many tiny pices
Cut my arms, cut my wrists - I still don't want to exsist Cut my hair, cut my nails - I'm the one who just fails Shatter a mirror and break my heart - I'm the one who made us go apart
Can't stop thinking why I still live, why I still breathe air, why my blood still is in my black dark veins. My future is unclear - no, it's not my future, that one dose not exsist no more. I wander t
Life is a strange thing One day you just want to pass away - the next you don't know what to do And then your life is flipped upp side down and you are . . . happy . . Or . . . not
Life . . A thing everybody have But can everybody take care of it? I'm just want to smile again . . like I could . . . with U But that will not occur again
Dead mans hand My new life - just go and die . . .
I'm just your problem . . .
Att livet kan vara som det är - Ibland är man det finaste som finns och ibland är man sopor . . .
Who knows where life will take you One day, you are sitting in a boat all alone and then a storm blows up and take you to shore and you see faces of your friends It's the happiest feeling ever