What's a bird without wings?
what's a mustang without freedom?
Now la I feel like I'm a bird with broken wings and a mustang in captive.
Waited too long,and wth...
I ain't going to be happy to be here any longer.
These 2 groups of people ain't feeling what I'm feeling,they just don't understand each other,and I am so darn with communicate them both together.
Can I just do what I want?
I want my life back so frking badly.
And my leg is pulling me.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
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