11. 1. 2009

Kill me. Please, kill me. I am an old man, so kill me. It doesn't hurt. Just do it.

I am a bit tired of everything. And I am sick. I am sick of people but I have a cough and a headache, too. There are so many things, I wanna write about. Books, musics but feelings, too. But I don't wanna bore you, as I bored some people today. YES, I am sick and tired. And angry&jealous. And ...&... Sorry.

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