When I get like this,
The way I am,
I don't want to talk to people.
I won't respond to your texts.
Or your mails.
Or your messages.
Not because I don't want to talk to you.
But because I don't want to talk.
(n.i.k.a.y)
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Perfect Depression
PoesíaThis is for the girls who have the tendency to stay up all night listening to music that reminds of their current situation. Who hide their fears, hurt, pain, and tears under their smiles and laughs all on a daily basis. The girls who wear their hea...
