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Sunday August 26, 2007
05:01 PM

Point of no return

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And can't even find an appropriate song to say goodbye. Above all, dominating the world, an infinite sadness, while indeed, all your dreams get trampled in the dust.

The doubt of not having done the right thing. But when you're a worthless actor anyway, who cares? I mean: who really cares? Who really loves you? Mom and dad, supposedly. Indeed they do... Yet you just can't live without her, because you gave her all of your heart, all of your soul so that she could bite them, bringing away pieces of them forever -the best ones- and breaking the rest. But she doesn't really understand, and her choice is firm... so this is just the end. Period.

Soundtrack:

I don't wanna live
to be thirty-four
I don't wanna die
in a nuclear war

go on out
get some more
go on out
to the bar, the market or the liquor store

I don't wanna live
to be fourthy-three
I don't like
what I see going on around me

go on out
get some more
go on out
get fucked up and pass out on the floor
go on out
get some more
go on out
to your favorite liquor store
go on out
don't worry about it any more
go on out
get fucked up
I don't know what for

I don't wanna live
to be fifty-seven
I'm living in hell
is there a heaven?

live fast, die young!
live fast, die young!
live fast, die young!
live fast, die young!

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