We Could Be Perfect One Last Night
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Última publicación dom, mar 13, 2016
You were too busy making every little fucking thing into art; you were too busy figuring out the layers that you forgot that you were the fucking deepest of all. You were too busy over fucking analyzing every piece of shit that you didn't give time to think about your fucking self for once. You were the art Gerard.
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