Help me I broke apart my insides, help me I’ve got no soul to sell, help me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself, help me tear down my reason, help me its' your sex I can smell, help me you make me perfect, help me become so
jag förväntade mig mer smärta, mer ilska. men jag känner inget. det är tomt.
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Postat av: frida
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