Perhaps green men under the bed, whom Peter Tägtgren was so interested in, kidnapped not my whole body, but my brain. Snowman is wiser than me. Once again I shared my feelings and heartache with the person who will never understand me and deep inside does not wish me happiness at all. And I know it for sure. I guess I am writing this in order to get rid of it.
Since 3/2/14, I should no longer discuss my feelings and pour out my soul.
Since 3/2/14, I should no longer discuss my feelings and pour out my soul.
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