I hate people around you, hate your friends and your friends, even hate you. So what will happen, is a refrain heard.
I wish I could not see, I can not know, or better, let me know and see everything.
I hate people who intrude, who knows what I know and I do not even have the courage to speak normally, that I should always find out things later, there is always someone else.
People ambiguous
same extent as other occasional
Sex Morality
Love
Vision Romantic Betrayal
Boys
Displeasure
I'm Already Gone
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