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the difference between the two of them.
one loving me for what i am, other loving me for what he thought i should be.
the long hair, the flawless white skin, the clothes i would never put my body into, the meaningless sex i should never had done.
sorry, but i could never be any different than i am right now.
it’s way too late for me to change.

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| Uploaded on May, 26,
2012 | 1 week ago
e mais do que tudo, o jeito doído que ele olhava pra mim, como se o fato de eu não ser sua machucasse e muito.
foi isso.

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| Uploaded on May, 26,
2012 | 1 week ago
sometimes i feel like a bird in a golden cage.
with people on the other side expecting me to sing all day long,
even when my lungs are too much tired to be filled with air again and again.