Do I look like a Laci?
Strange times. I´m slowly giving up. Past, future. Tired of thinking...too many questions... am I good, good enough? Why does everything fade away with time? We want what we can´t have. We don´t want what we CAN have. Laci, Laci You never learn... just drink your Caffe Latte and smile.
But who´s gonna save my soul now?
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