It’s like you’re screaming and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important, that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. And when it’s over and it’s gone, you almost wish you could have all the bad stuff back, so you can have the good.
sábado, 23 de febrero de 2013
Si hay algo que me vuelve loca, es la forma en la que me abrazas.
Si hay algo que me vuelve loca es la forma que me cuidás en cualquier situación.
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