Mine won't.I want sobbing, crying, wailing, anguish. Sack cloth and ashes. I want black. I want suicide.
Luckily, however, I have an agreement.
(Luckily, however, I have an agreement.
Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob,
Mon 9 Mar 2009, 13:39,
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