The daily rantings

"Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs."

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

game over.

Sigh, what am I to you? A toy? A temporary stress reliever? A game that you'll stop playing? Game over, boy. Now that I know what I truly am to you... I have nothing to say...

nothing to say but this...
















_l_ fuckyou.


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