Like, two days from now I'll be turning 15.
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Rotten ApplesYou're not much older than I, yet still You haven't changed. Still laughing, giggling Fixed into that moment where life went on Frozen by the dinner table where all of us Were gathered and together You're sitting on a lone bench, wearing your Tattered jeans, a faded blue tank and A smile that spells out lies, uttering "Nothing is wrong."Rotten Apples
On the outside.
Why do you smile and laugh? While Your mind bleeds. Weeping over the roses on the graves. Now brown. Now withered. Look around you at the fresh, budding trees The green grass, daisies, whini
Loid
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Fuck everything.
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Fuck everything.
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(I need learn english...)
=^.^= Rounindx =^.^=
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Imaginarium
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