i'm a child..i can't grow up..my mouth are noisy when i can't get anything that i want..my feelings ends today now on 26 JUNE 2008..felt like a toy or maybe a heartless creature..rawrr! say those harshfull words think i cant feel it? and now i cant..i'm ashamed of myself...i'll never show this face to you anymore..JUNE is your new ammo and weapons to shoot me with..the war ended with your final nuclear bomb ryte into my face..
