tell me it's nicer dreaming, visions soft and sure
Saturday, November 26th, 2005 12:51 amI hate it when people ask me what I'm going to do with my life. What are my plans? What do I want?
I want you to leave me alone and stop asking me that, that's what I fucking want.
I want you to leave me alone and stop asking me that, that's what I fucking want.