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geschrieben am: 01.08.2002 um 00:13 Uhr
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when i c*t myself,
i feel like a little piece of shit,
which isn't even allowed to live...
or even be a littel free
when i c*t myself,
i often feel so lonely,
nobody in here,
nobody who is good enough to save me...
when i c*t myself,
there's nothing for dream on,
no reason to be happy,
no reason to exist.
and if i c*t myself a little harder,
there would be a fly,
a fly from hell into a better world,
maybe... i'll be happier....
[by Innocent... 1.8.02]
is totaler Schrott.. aber mir war grad so.. *seuftz*
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When she looks up at the building
and she says she's thinking of jumping,
she says she's tired of life;
she must be tired of something...
[Counting Crows - Round Here]
Geändert am 01.08.2002 um 00:24 Uhr von Innocent.Angel
Geändert am 01.08.2002 um 00:48 Uhr von Innocent.Angel |
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