Wednesday, April 25, 2007
SHE RIPS EVERY LAST BIT OF HOPE LEFT IN ME. WHY DO I STILL HANG ON.
Cashvin. 4/25/2007 05:36:00 PM
my comatose
its far too much for me.
scream.CashvinChristopher
20's not all that bad : finds solitude in the guitar. singing my lungs out. senseless expressive poetry. making a fool of myself. :)
