sábado, setembro 11, 2010

I always enjoy leaving. And the only reason I could keep movin' and movin' from places to places was because I was never lonely and always surprised. And even when I was left only with myself (and here you must understand the difference between staying with yourself and being alone), I was the best company I could ever had.

Now, I'm in stuck. I can't move but neither can I stay. Also, I' can't be trusted anymore. Help me get away from myself and help me get a way to my old self.


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