Sunday, December 27, 2009

Tell me your pretty lies:

"I'm 'effin tired, let's get inspired, all that I'm sure of is, I long to be desired. If I seem confused, it's that I'm being taunted, by everything I ever thought I really wanted. If I'm being nice, if I tell you lies, seems I'm still equally admired and despised. I'm insecure, sure, I can't commit. It's not my finest trait, I'm not too proud of it."

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