I can't handle this pain anymore, this anxiety, I can't even talk to people anymore HOW DO PEOPLE DO THAT, TALK TO EACH OTHER? YALL SO MEAN! DO YALL KNOW WHAT LOVE IS ANYMORE? You think you do? You don't. I guarantee you, you don't. You won't know love until you meet pain and if you meet pain, I mean, real pain, either or you die or live broke and in hope that everything will be fine until death arrives.
I've been struggling with this for years, I've been trough it all, I've been hurt in ways that nobody deserves and every day feels like one more day in hell, fuck, IF I COULD ONLY DIE... I just don't belong here and I'm in so much pain.
Let my soul rest in peace because life here just ain't right for me.
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Right Love, Wrong Time
RomanceUma história, ou textos soltos, claramente diferente do registo que tenho publicado até agora. Bastante mais crescida, com muito menos erros ortográficos e possivelmente uma escrita mais coerente. "Right Love, Wrong Time", vai falar de amor, ódio, l...
