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My diaries, how much pain do you hold in these inky pages! Where is the grave that hides my misery? Thoughts of wilderness control my destiny. Sins and lies destroyed me. Veins and wrists raised my poor pen.
Cause I know that you know. Tout a commencé il y a dix longues années.
Daily Iv been waiting, for the time to pass and let it faitin but baby my patience, its drivin me crazy makin me fall a part. What you do, when the truth is aint quit enough. They lookin at you , telling you ,. We need to break it up. You need the trust what you do, cause you and me love. But imma make it up to you and show the world,. Cause you mean that much to me,. I dont wanna be done. I doin all that i can, everybody hates Chris,.