| And yet i still don't care. |

| I hate the fake. i hate plastic. i want to see the faults, the imperfections. Death to the pretender. I can't explain myself, I am simply an EXPLOSION of feelings, of thoughts, of hopes, of colors. I can't tell you, i can only show you. Who knows, who knows.... i just want you to see what i see. Eos-Oblivio. |
wow dayton
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In the morning through the window shade
When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
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In the morning through the window shade
When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
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I wont be for long tho.
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