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need some music, stuff to slash your wrists by sort of thing! for some strange reason it always makes me feel better!! lol!! any suggestions? xXx
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Try this beautifully sad song. I can not find the original butthis stranger gives a good version.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=8wAE77PJlcw
Try this beautifully sad song. I can not find the original butthis stranger gives a good version.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=8wAE77PJlcw
If this doesn't make you shed a little sad tear, nothing will bar losing your hair in a forest fire.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=MODq81_cDKI
http://youtube.com/watch?v=MODq81_cDKI
Hi posy, sorry you arent feeling great today .
The songs that make me feel that way are songs that are personal to me really, however my favourite very sad one is James Blunt, Goodbye my lover, that gets me even when im not sad and james Morrison, You give me something, dont ask why! ! ! I just love it anyway and i think its sad but happy too.
The songs that make me feel that way are songs that are personal to me really, however my favourite very sad one is James Blunt, Goodbye my lover, that gets me even when im not sad and james Morrison, You give me something, dont ask why! ! ! I just love it anyway and i think its sad but happy too.
get the knives out luv....!! chin up chick xxxx
http://youtube.com/watch?v=h-9vPIsE7yQ&mode=re lated&search=
http://youtube.com/watch?v=h-9vPIsE7yQ&mode=re lated&search=
this always cheers me up
http://youtube.com/watch?v=i5wnhO8gkno
http://youtube.com/watch?v=i5wnhO8gkno
St. James Infirmary Blues.
Sung as a slow, mournful dirge accompanied by a soulful dixieland sextet.
I went down to the St. James infirmary, I saw my baby there
She was stretched out on a long white table, so cold, and fine, and fair.
Let her go, let her go, God bless her, wherever she may be
She can search this world over, never find another man like me
When I die Oh lord please bury me In my high top stetson hat
Put gold coins over my eyelids So the boys wil know I died standing pat
Sung as a slow, mournful dirge accompanied by a soulful dixieland sextet.
I went down to the St. James infirmary, I saw my baby there
She was stretched out on a long white table, so cold, and fine, and fair.
Let her go, let her go, God bless her, wherever she may be
She can search this world over, never find another man like me
When I die Oh lord please bury me In my high top stetson hat
Put gold coins over my eyelids So the boys wil know I died standing pat