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Re: Dirty Little Secrets. -
May 5th 2009, 01:17 AM
Last night I thought about killing myself (did you notice my light on in my room late into the night, when self-loathing was tearing me apart?)
Today I'm just fine.
Sometimes I really hate myself and how little control I have over my own mind and mood swings.
Yesterday I saw you kissing tiny flowers
But everything that lives is born to die
And so I say to you that nothing really matters
And all you do is stand and cry.
Music is life. Start living.
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