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onsdag 11 maj 2011

Lately I've been hard to reach, I've been too long on my own. Everybody has a private world where they can be alone. I'm just so fuckin' depressed, I just can seem to get out this slump. If I could just get over this hump... I took my bruises and I took my lumps, fell down and I got right back up. I don't know how, or why, or when I ended up in this position I'm in. I'm starting to feel distant again. I know some shit's so hard to swallow. I just can't sit back and wallow in my own sorrow. You have to walk a thousand miles in my shoes, just to see what it's like to be me. Feel your pain, you feel mine.

1 kommentar:

jonna sa...

but don't let them say you ain't beautiful

Vad jag bryr mig om nu är att se din blick så sårad. När alla löften klingar falskt, nästa gång du lovar någon allt.