" Une bouteille de Vodka quelque gramme de Weed. "

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This bed is on fire with passion and love
The neighbours complain about the noises above
But she only comes when she's on top

My therapist said not to see you no more
She said you're like a disease without any cure
She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore oh no

Ah you think you're so pretty

Caught your hand inside the till
Slammed your fingers in the door
Bought the kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in womens clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Dye my eyes and call me pretty

Moved out of the house so you moved next door
I locked you out you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me I thought I was alone
You're driving me crazy when are you coming home

Laid
Laid...

Son profil

uncontrollable-change 15 ans
N.Y City
Autre pays

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De quoi prendre un petɑrd &. S' sɑuter lɑ cervelle !

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# Posté le lundi 24 novembre 2008 12:39

Modifié le mardi 20 octobre 2009 10:50

AM0UR'

On en voudrait des choses, certaines se réaliserons peut être, un jour, mais celle qu' on désir le plus sont rarement réalisables . Deux solutions s' offre à nous, laquelle est la meilleur: oublier ou s' accrocher ?

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# Posté le lundi 22 décembre 2008 06:40

Modifié le dimanche 08 novembre 2009 05:04

Breɑth Me

Help, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame. Be my friend Hold me, wrap me up Unfold me I am small And needy Warm me up And breathe me

Ouch I have lost myself again Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found, Yeah I think that I might break I've lost myself again and I feel unsafe

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# Posté le samedi 06 décembre 2008 04:56

Modifié le mardi 20 octobre 2009 10:35