miércoles 2 de noviembre de 2011

Crap.

I wanna leave. Please let me go.
I just can't stand one more fucking minute here, like this.

miércoles 26 de octubre de 2011

To new beginnings. Or not.

I do need to stop being the one that others would want me to be.
Or the one that I think others would like to see in me.
I don't have to do that. Is just as simple as I can't be who I'm not.
Even though I try.
This is sick. Nonsense.
I don't even know why I'm writing this here.
I guess I would like someone to talk right now.
I guess I could use some help.