blogLa memoria me llena...
La memoria me llenan, no me dejan respirar. Me sofocan y em recuerdan de todo lo que pasamos juntos. Es demsiado dolor para mi.
El snow…
*Pinche ardida que soy yo*
didnt write it thinking of you but i think this is worth publishing anyway. Dont take it personal because even if I almost wish i…
galleryYouve left for good... :´(
Emo is one thing giving up, smoething you love because you dont think its going to work.. at just the second problem that appears now…
Cutting isnt so bad
You don’t care anymore, about anything or anyone. And if someone where to take your wrists in that moment and cut them you might not…
What it is... not to care
What do you call it when all the reasons to live are there and everything’s almost perfect... But you don’t want to live, when you…
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