A hide place for a fake friends.

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lunes, 15 de diciembre de 2008 !@#$% 23:42

Familiar faces smiling back at me...

The ONLY thing that's going to bother me
Is that you'll all call yourselves MY FRIENDS.

fake friends leave me alone ;)

no hablo de amigos imaginarios... hablo de todas esas personas que aparecieron para molestar =D

MY FRIENDS...
son pocos y nunca me dejaron de lado, perdonaron mis malas decisiones y siempre escucharon el porque de todo. hoy nosotros lo entendemos...

MY FRIENDS COME FIRST THATS THE POINT OF LIFE.

(Back to top, bitch. )