Who is this person you pretend talking to? F****** losers in anonymous sites are just pathological trolls and liars…
I am addicted I am in a prison of love, How noble I am to suffer alone, to silently keep waiting, waiting, and waiting for the one who wont even look my way anymore. I am addicted The cyanide is the spice to our love Now their heart is glazed over with a shell of ice and guilt. I am addicted to their poison. My love, My Sweet Cyanide, My sweet poppy flower.
All life is equal. I merely assign it a quantifiable value….. of zero
Decepticon Shockwave
