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Talk about it somewhere only we know
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go somewhere only we know


Somewhere only we know


Sunday, June 27, 2010

What a joke.

It's a mistake that dated back to a year ago upon knowledge of his existence. You know something, I feel weary. I'm tired of caring about anything and everything. I'm tired of trying. It sure doesn't feel good to be accused of something you think you didn't do but I guess this is life, unfair and disgusting. So let's just forget it, yes?

Yeah move on, witch.

As ironic as it is. I just realised this still hurts me real bad even after so long.