Sure, i should knew it. There's nothing left to pretend, remember you promised me, i'm dying. How i wish it's a dream that i could just wake up and take some coffee to start to think about you. I really don't care.
loving myself is hard not just because of the fact that I have to accept all the shitty things about me or not just maybe because I have to face all my insecurities and improve them it's because I have to start loving someone I used to hate so fucking much.
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