4 de março de 2012


Overthing, overeaction, over and over again.
I can't leave without the over.
I just work if it was harder,
I just love with that kind of obssession,
I just sleep if my body is dead,
I just make the change if the others doors are closed,
I just move cause i have a hurrucane inside my head.
Don't ever expect something for me without extreme things.

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