Delicate Meanings

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LECTURAS 1,246
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Everything written by yours truly.




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I'm just going through some shit trying to get through it all alive.
"Nobody's perfect" but they always expect you to be.Todos los derechos reservados

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I've always been a cheerful person, or so I thought I was. I never thought I kept lying to myself all this time expecting myself to be like the normal ones, but what is normal? What does it mean to be normal? Aren't i just escaping the reality that i want to go to my own neverland.

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