When in despair.
Things aren't fair.
Nobody will care.
You don't have spare.
Nothing you can bear.
Don't know how to wear,
This nervous's pair.
Waiting to aware.
And finally cuts your hair.
Nov 11, 2019
Nov 11, 2019 at 8:56 PM UTC
When in despair.
Things aren't fair.
Nobody will care.
You don't have spare.
Nothing you can bear.
Don't know how to wear,
This nervous's pair.
Waiting to aware.
And finally cuts your hair.
new me new life... again, lots of mes, lots of lives... I happen to ***** up alot
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