

Good night...small hours bring pain again, now I must fight for tommorow again, for morning mist that clouds my mind, that blurs all... good or bad.Good night...
day's scars, burning in my mind... hot trails, shouting words, words that bury my will... again I can't stay still.
so I twitch and turn... trying to find a way, for that mirror to go away... that mirror in my mind.
truth hurts in it's own way, way that no thing can match. truth lifts to clouds of pain and all i can do... is watch.
so all i saw, now spins my mind, no options, but t
Last summer
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I can't swim. I can't drive, either. I was going to learn to drive but then I thought, well, what if I crash into a lake? Dylan Moran
So jo-Tamara(vampiria) il kako god osh...
Dosla i ja malo na devijacije pa sam te odmah pronasla...
Zanimljiva ti ova galerija,svasta ponesto...!
Aj big pozdrav!
See you around...
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We can forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.
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