Mar 20, 2009 10:18
. . .
It hurts, okay. I have no right to complain, but it hurts.
Just leave me alone. Don't give me shit about what you can and can't afford after what you did last week.
I think you're going to break me one day. Just like you want. I hope you'll love my shell as much as you love me.
job?idk,
rl
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