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to me, you are a child. a child in a man's clothes. with a man's voice, and a man's hands. but in your heart, you are a child.you burden me with caring for you like i would care for a child, but had y...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Feb 2009 16:38:00 GMT |
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nothing is ever new, and people rarely change. no matter how much you wish, or would like to think they do. i live in a world of monotony and repeat. where the sky is blue, and the laundry gets done, ...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Jun 2007 21:47:00 GMT |
