martes, 20 de diciembre de 2011

sábado, 17 de diciembre de 2011

(...) the end.

A strange felling is living now inside me. I can't stand your words hurt me. 
The peolple tell me: "There's always a hope", I fuck waht they say, that's not true. I hate fake people, I hate everyone. Anything gets me happy, I'm odd. I HATE EVERYTHING. 


When everything has changed? That's the question, the question I will never get an answer.