A heart filled with rage.
And she spoke words that would melt in your hands.
Mittwoch, 25. Mai 2011
I'm tired. I'm stressed.I'm lonly. I'm sorry I feel like shit.
I keep telling myself 'this is the last time'
but it just keeps happening.
I am waiting, I've always been.
Waiting for someone to come along and convince me I'm not worthless.
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