Psychotic Rock Star

The melancholy life of the Psychotic wannabe Rock Star.

Saturday, July 03, 2004

I love you

There. Enough said. It speaks for itself.

There is nothing I wouldn't do to make this work. Even if it means giving up that which means the world to me. Name your price. You are my ultimate need.

I can't ever hate you. I love you. I hate myself.

Isn't that enough?

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