

Perfect.You scratch at my head. If I let you out, I would be ruined.Perfect.
Your a solicitor
Your the girl scouts,
selling depression in a box. Your the newspaper,
selling lies.
Your everything I cared for,
wrapped up in my head. But you keep knocking me out of place.
So I locked you, in
the file cabinet. At night,
You keep mocking me,
Telling me what to do,
Whats better.
You would like me, if I did this. No matter how much I try, Im never perfect. Im not a lie,
Like the newspaper.
Im never going to be perfe
EmoX
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98% of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2% who knows this is bullshit, copy & paste this in your signature.
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And welcome to DA
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noc, noc. who's there? >D
Thanks for the fav.
And second of all:
Welcome to DA
Hope you enjoy your stay
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"My mind is clearer now.
At last all too well
I can see where we all soon will be." (Judas)
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Mew ^^
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