February 2012
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R.I.P. ;n; REBLAWG IF U CRIED
Mess Of Me
I am my own affliction I am my own disease There ain’t no drug that they could sell Ah, there ain’t no drug to make me well There ain’t no drug There ain’t no drug There ain’t no drug, it’s not enough The sickness is myself I made a mess of me I wanna get back the rest of me I made a mess of me I wanna spend the rest of my life alive I made a mess of me I wanna...
i miss you sooo much...
Imagine if the choices you made were different,
mahalkitax3:
Would you still be the same person you are now? Would you still have the same friends or gone through the same adventures? Would you have experienced the same pain and heartbreak or unexplainable joy and happiness? It’s strange how in just a matter of moments the choices you make can determine a chain of completely different events, paths, and can always leave you wondering what if...
