...and you peep into reality
but don't dare to be part of it...
::Why???::
el vodka no borra tu memoria, la revive...
los cigarros no se llevan tu memoria con el humo, la resaltan...
las pildoras no limpian tu memoria, me destruyen...
gracias por existir...
aunque no te agradezco el no dejarme morir...
"How would I love to see you dead"... Those where her words while I slid inside her world. My wishes were to make her happy and the one thing that she asked me was the one thing I failed to deliver... So yeah... Any one up for a beer?
::Aditional Data::
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::0 of you fukkers cared::
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