Anonymous
December 19th, 2005, 04:35 PM
I'm useless. I'm torn. I was better off never being born. I am tired, I am sad. All those experiences, I will never have. Nothing matters anymore, nothing seems to care. My wounds are still there. I am shallow, I am fake.
There is nothing left for a mistake. I'm useless. I'm torn.
I was better off never being born.
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There is nothing left for a mistake. I'm useless. I'm torn.
I was better off never being born.
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