Apr 22, 2004 23:05
I tattoo my emotion on your soul. They will desert you. They will use you. They will not care. Who cares? Why do I? I hate myself. I really really dislike everything about me. I'm not going to make it. I'm not going to get accepted. I'm a complete fuck up. Don't be concerned now. No concern. I'm not worth worring about.
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