goodkid?

the pressure to be invisible.

My life's so sad, that I'm sitting outside on the dark floor and play Subway Surfer while everybody inside is having fun.
          Oh jesus.

She was running her fingers through his long, blond hair. Gently. Careful. And under hot tears he wispered: ,,Girls are strong.“

C'mon old me.

Who's da non mutual kiddo from the conversations?¿