Who felt having a home where people just want to control you? glued to a story concrete DOD not soi who want to be just what the others think that I am. We believe this will only become super stars but is not well. gonk gonk gonk
The house is where our story begins. Four people live there together so every day together so that not bear all this evil, love disappears each moemnto but nobody knows who the culprit is all suspect of all nobody trusts anybody. Everything is chaos scream scream scream But nothing was unreal everyone was aware of the facts, the boy who was suffering from loneliness, the mother dead of concern and of course hatred or that was what everyone thought. The boy was suffering from love, a girl dreams of what anybody had not abandoned everything was chaos in his mind. The cruelty of his family carried over to the darkness. Nobody to talk to that was in what I thought all the time. crying crying
Their days spent in that old room without anything more to do than to sing songs of horrific abuse and tristesa television without seeing anything intertesante and carry the burden of his family on his shoulders, the ties were the most boring and when it rained his heart reflejabo their reality gonk crying gonk crying
But what this horrilble house but was to blame for their pain, not even wise but that this was home. The boy had horrible thoughts regarding life, things that it is better not mention. burning_eyes crying
 Kasuky the merciful · Wed Aug 13, 2008 @ 08:12pm · 0 Comments |
