Monday, March 7, 2011

:: My Life Could Be Better

When I stopped listening to music
Stop bothering my dear (Gonna missed you cinte)
When the birds stop singing to me
I love it, but I did not intentionally
Hate the sound of cars here and there, all annoyed me
Crying for no reason in the shower room
Won't see anyone anymore
All I need is...
Deep dark cave ; anyone?
Shall anyone send me there?




::upset me::

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