August
22 September 2009
Jump on board on the crazy train, Here is no suffering, problems or pain. Leave it there and come with us, Come and join the one ride bus.
Shit the same, It’s only royal and fame. Don’t push me down. I’m already on the ground. Hurt me, hate me, Crush me, break me. Lose it, fake it, Make it, take it. I know you can fake it, Bring it
Han sparkade och han slog. Hon skrattade och hon log. Hon log åt bättre tider. På tider som inte svider. Hon skakade på huvudet och fnös. Han slog tills hon blev medvetslös. (c) T.B
Love Nothing can beat it. It makes me whole. No one can steal it.LoveIt’s not something you can see. It’s out of control. How madly in love can you be? Hate It’s something I could never do. I ne
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