I guess i couldn't stop it, like a desease,,, it won't stop, not now after nine years. i wanted it so bad, it wont matter if i even faked a name, a life, a gender,,, this is me, in my real state.
My thoughts, My feelings, a come back to identitythe comeback with wide open arms towards myselfto meet myself again...
DAMN it fucking hurtseverything hurts, i can translate pain into wordsand i hate the world for this
Fake it all
4 comments:
so sad......
we miss you....
we miss us....
we miss what you left behind
changes are good... there's always hope to get lost in a beautiful place
who are you, i'll like to speak to you
u dont want 2 know who i am....
u dont want 2 talk to me
we better keep talking to ourself
but giving each other the chance to read us
u dont want 2 know who i am....
u dont want 2 talk to me
we better keep talking to ourself
but giving each other the chance to read us
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