idiosyncrasies
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
fuck you, it's hell when you're around. i'm done with the guessing that had the better of you. Hate me, hate me good and let me out, let me out. Let me out, let me out cause it's hell when you're around. I'd be the better of me, let me.
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