jueves, 31 de marzo de 2011

look for the nearest exit.

"There's nothing left to say
Cause you don't want to try
And I don't want the pain

There's nothing left to do

Well I don't want the lies
And you don't feel the same

It's time to let you go

And bow out of the game
And maybe we will find
The answers through the blame

It's time for me to go

It's time for me to go, oh"

Sum 41 - Exit Song

actually, i'm not okay.
i'm just mad.. and smoking like hell.

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