- Why are you in a bad mood, boy?
Take a seat, I'll show you a magic trick. Ready?
one, two, three..."Tada"

| | Never let you go, it's why I did them all…

For a chance at least, to live in your way

Love of you is my most cherished thing

So stay alive, bravely….

Now I hear my friend got herself a boyfriend,
they're going out for barbecue on the weekend,
I see all of their smiles in her pics online...
Wait, why is that making me cry...? ♪

Take it or leave it ,Baby, take it or leave it
But I know you won't leave it
'Cause I know that you need it
Look in the mirror ,When I look in the mirror
Baby, I see it clearer Why you wanna be nearer , 'm not surprised
I sympathize I can't deny
Your appetite ❤

Don't leave me before the dark night traps me in
Do you still love me?
If you feel the same, don't leave today
Don't ask why it has to be you
Just stay with me ~

"Tell me why
Should I let you go, go, go, go
You know I love you so, so, so, so
That's why I am here tonight
So put your hands up
Why shouldn't I flow, flow, flow, flow?
And pump it up on stereo, oh, oh, oh, oh
It's time to stomp on five"

[spark_violet_giraffe_485] <3

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//wey hace AÑOS que no oia esta cancion

"I miss my dogs, my daughter and my husband. I know I shouldn't feed the delusion but it's the truth. I don't know why I have been cursed with this lie".

—Monique's diary, 120.

— “To suffer terribly and to know yourself as the cause? That is hell. And once in hell it is very easy to curse being itself and no wonder. But it's not justifiable and that's why the king of the damned is a poor judge of being.”

«There were two.
One was meant to have dark hair and tanned skin, but it never was, never had the chance to be.
The other one had pale skin and white hair. I remember her the most, but I can't find anything that proves she existed. She was mine, I took care of her, but where is she? Was she real? Is she alone, scared, afraid? What if she needs me and I can't find her? Dr. James says this happens to some women who are grieving, he says I'll be okay as long as keep taking this pill, and then another and another... but even then, some days the memories come to me, livid dreams. She used to love bunnies, painting, she liked taking pictures of me and the sky while we walked in the park.

Why didn't I think of the pictures? I have to look for them.»

— Moonique's diary, day 205.

«And then I thought I couldn't bare it anymore
I thought my body would break as my heart began to pour down my veins
I became pain first and a woman second
I thought I'd die, because how can I survive a broken heart like this
But then my voice didn't ran out
My tears didn't dry out
And life continued
as if it didn't strip everything from me
I don't know why I'm writing...
I'll take another pill and go to sleep.
Good night. »
— Monique's diary.