Behind This World

Behind This World

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''Todos cambiamos, tarde o temprano, por completo cambiamos'' -Todos tenemos siempre un amigo, un amigo en especificio el cual te va a apoyar pase lo que pase, el cual no te va a defraudar ni te va a soltar en tu caida... Y si no es asi, solo han pasado dos cosas, o tu eres el hombro de otra persona...o ya estas cansado/a de ser un apoyo el cual solo te necesitan en esos momentos... Y si tu eres esa segunda opcion, entonces sabes al igual que yo que se siente ser decepcionado y lastimado... -Mi vida ha sido una historia, una de esas... Que puede no tener un final feliz, pero si una moraleja con la que te identificaras; me llamo Ian, y esta, es la historia de como un simple chico sin interes de un futuro y en medio del caos social, puede ser feliz solamente hallando una persona.
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*This is Paradise sequel* I have this bad habit of getting close to people and thinking that they're always going to be by my side; but eventually they always leave. I have this bad habit of loving people a little too much, when they don't even love me back; and when they leave me my heart feels like someone threw it from the sky. I have this bad habit of caring for people, when they don't even care about me at all. Perhaps, if they saw through my eyes they'll see the scars I have deep down inside. I'm tired. I'm tired. I'm tired. I wish feelings didn't exist. Why do feelings exist anyways? I always fall for everything and let it destroy me. It's my fault after all, but I still have hope that one day I will find a person that shares the same bad habits as me. ~ A.E

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