Theres a likely chance that if you’re a girl I’ve met I’ve imagined a life with you. I know that probably sounds obsessive but that’s just what I do. I’m desperate like a praying atheist, I need love I need affection and I hate myself for this.
Get over yourself I say under my breath, when I get annoyed with the thoughts in my head. I don’t deserve to say I’m sad, I don’t know what sadness is. I’m nothing more than complaints from a dumb spoilt kid.
I crave love, I crave attention, and I hate myself for this. I’m embarrassed by my depression, when I put things in perspectiveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
