Even if the trucker before I ever thought the pain in my life until I hardly anything else already. Both disappointed. Desperate Regret will be mad. The desolate one would die alone, don't leave your friends.
Although the basket before I would ever hurt. I think my life is almost nothing more frustrating and desperate sorrow almost to madness. lonely lonely I want to be alone I do not want my friends
Even before I ever hurt. I think that in my life almost nothing left, down, hopeless sad like crazy lonely want to be left alone and don"t want to see a friend.