domingo, 16 de enero de 2011

I'm a creep, i'm a weirdo, what the hell am i doing here?
i don't belong here, I don't care if it hurts
i want to have control
i want a perfect body
i want a perfect soul
i want you to notice
when i'm not around
you're so fuckin' special... i wish i was special
"Yo me pregunte ¿hasta cuando te querre como hasta hoy? vos me enseñaste llorando, que de nada sirve el adios."