donderdag 22 september 2011

Tu sais, je crois qu'il va pleuvoir.

I think it's going to rain
Hold me.
-Don't let me go
-Out of the question.
Meet me in Montauk.

and you go home, and you cry and you want to die.
A world lost in itself,
concealed behind thick walls.

"I don't know why I care so much." She said
"When I shouldn't care at all"
Hopeless.
Sad
Well, everyone's sad.

"I ache in all the places
where others get pleasure,"
Tell me, how do you
put on that happy face?

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