It's allright.
Over, finally. A part of me necrosed, yet useless and totally detachable. Another feeling free and couraged to start all over. Or not, but that's not something I want people to know. Bullshit, I will. I was trying, actually. I just didn't have what it took for me to really wanna start again. And I have it now. The feeling of umpossibility and still, hapiness. That's an oh-so-fucking confirmation, isn't it?
What's ahead, then? Life's predictable, but no one knows.
Over, finally. A part of me necrosed, yet useless and totally detachable. Another feeling free and couraged to start all over. Or not, but that's not something I want people to know. Bullshit, I will. I was trying, actually. I just didn't have what it took for me to really wanna start again. And I have it now. The feeling of umpossibility and still, hapiness. That's an oh-so-fucking confirmation, isn't it?
What's ahead, then? Life's predictable, but no one knows.
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estou com uma preguicinha de postar no meu. e eu adoro seus posts. e você é linda, um amorzinho.
te amo!
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