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Re: Dirty Little Secrets. -
September 9th 2009, 06:45 AM
Sometimes when I'm riding in the car I purposely don't wear a seatbelt because a part of me wants to get in a car crash.
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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