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Tuesday, December 30, 2008
; 1:33 PM

No, I can’t forget this evening 
Or your face as you were leaving 
But I guess that’s just the way this story goes, 
You always smile.... 
But in you eyes your sorrow shows 
Yes it shows 

No I can’t forget tomorrow 
When I think of all my sorrows 
When I had you there but then I let you go 
And now it’s only fair that I should let you know 
What you should know 

I cant live 
If living is without you 
I can’t live 
I can’t give anymore 
Can’t live 
If living is without you 
can’t give, 
I can’t give anymore 

Well, I can’t forget this evening 
Or your face as you were leaving 
But I guess that’s just the way this story goes, 
You always smile 
But in you eyes your sorrow shows 
Yes it shows 


the dysphoric rocker.

jan.
eighteen.

fuck me up and i'll fuck you up. i don't live for you, nor you for me. i don't care what you think, your opinion of me won't change me one bit. i've had enough of those.

sex drugs rock n' roll is the way i live my life

euphoria.



psychedelia.
listen to paradise.