31 de agosto de 2013

I am wasting my life and I don't know how to get it back. Time is going by and all I can do is look at it pass in front of me, flipping me off. I feel too old to be this young, and too young to be this old. My mind is lost in another universe. My dead body tries to respond to my living brain. Help me out, help my soul get out of this state.

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