dreams do come true.

you know the happiest day of my life...
the happiest day of my life..
the happiest day of my life.
is the day that i died

or maybe

So cut my wrists and black my eyes
So I can fall asleep tonight or die
Because you kill me
You know you do, you kill me well
You like it too, and I can tell
You never stop until my final breath is gone no? try ( Read more... )

in a world where love is "over rated" and sex is a game. where calling a loved one becomes an act of obsession and alcohol is medicine. where diamonds and riches define who we are and art become academic. where beauty is lost and buildings take its place. where dreams remain mental images of far off happiness and tears are an annoyance. where ( Read more... )

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