domingo, 18 de diciembre de 2011

Reject Me.


Guess the more you want to help the worse things turn out. I break every little thing I touch. All good intention will end up in chaos. I'm tired of fighting against the Universe's will. Maybe I should just sit and wait for things to happen. Good or bad, no matter what.
But I hope that's not me. I actually want to make things better and all I do is give people reasons to keep on ignoring me.

Keep on laughing at me.
Keep on rejecting me.
Rejecting me.
Rejection.
Reject.
Reject Me.

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