I want to be beautiful, been thinking, i want to be beautiful
i wanted to see the world tru his glass, i believe he has a different eye,
a trained one,
i want to meet someone who will love me for me
I cannot wait to deeply forget you-
'coz i see through it
& all what is left is a strange sensation
... of emptiness...
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Everytime I find a weblog that I like, it's abandoned... freaking Existential Malaise.
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