lunes, 30 de noviembre de 2009


Happiness, and I guess, I never will again. When you walked out on me, in walked ol' misery.. and she's been here since then.
I don't have love to share and I don't have one who cares. I don't have anything, since I don't have you.
Yeah, we're fucked!

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