04
mar
11

150.

I´ve cried all night long. red eyes tired to weep.

I can´t feel anything else that pain.

I´m so scared that everything remains the same way,or even get worst.

I do not deserve this.

Why?

I never believed something like that could happen to me.

I thougth. I thougth I was untouchable.

But I´m not.

I´m just an ordinary girl, with same problems that anybody.

I thougth I was happy.

But I´m not.
my heart It´s broken in two thousand pieces.

 


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