Samstag, 6. April 2013

You always feel ashamed that someone could be that important that without them you feel nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. And when it’s over, when it’s gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff bad so that you could have the good

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