Broken
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Última publicación mié, ene 22, 2014
I'm tired of this. I'm tired of being the wallpaper, never standing out. Of never being noticed. Of being bullied. No one notices if I'm gone. No one cares. And I'm just sick and tired of all that. But the moment that one person actually pays attention to me, that person screws my life up
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