Mar 28, 2006 06:18
"...Small times predict my fate, perhaps that's what no one wants to see,"
That's how I feel. That I am who I am but there is nobody to see. People pretend to know. Only 3 do. Who are they? I know, but you don't. Only 2 of the 3 know. Why doesn't the other?
In a perfect world...
Finish my thoughts.
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