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Sunday, May 10, 2009
; 12:36 PM

i'm so hurt. so hurt. hurt so much.
why does this all happen
why me



why did you leave, you swore you'll never leave me
and now you do.

save me


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.