I accept that some things will never change.
I've let your tiny minds magnify my agony
and it's left me with a chem'cal dependancy for sanity.
Yes, I'm falling... how much longer till I hit the ground?
I can't tell you why I'm breaking down.
Do you wonder why I prefer to be alone?
Have I really lost control?
I'm coming to an end,
I've realised what I could have been.
I can't
I admit I've lost control.
Anathema
Muito.
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Obrigada aos dois. (:
ResponderEliminarE desculpem mas acabei por eliminar a foto porque não a acho grande coisa. *