I'll lock myself alone in a room,
Drink until the clock strikes noon
With just a pen, a pill, and some paper
And maybe I will write a sad song
Or another cliche poem
Of the person that I long to be The Irony of Dying on Your Birthday, by Senses Fail
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33 / Male / London, United Kingdom
Straight / Single
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Last online:
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About Me
I love Jack Daniels.
BANG YOUR FUCKIN' HEAD!!
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