November
December 2011
"22 December No changes. She's still the same empty chell with those white eyes. I can't stand it, not when she's looking at me like food. I don't know what she is. When I look at all the zombiemovies
Why must we all conceal What we think, how we feel? Must there be a secret me I’m forced to hide? I won’t pretend that I’m Someone else for all time ~Imorgon kommer Tess Imorgon fyller jag år I
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