El problema no sos vos, está en vos. Y no, no es lo mismo. Si escuchases un poco el silencio, lo entenderías. Afuera todo esta TAN tranquilo. Pero estás tan metida en tus ideas y en las vueltas que da tu cabeza que simplemente no lo podes ver.Por eso seguís cayendo.
i'm not asking to go dancing i'm not that dumb anymore its exhausting to keep smiling when your toes are bleeding through the floor its a gory sort of story that's been told a million times before don't be sorry just ignore me because honestly i'm too sore from fitting exactly to ride into setting suns aching to stand on my own two feet how many wishes do i still have left to fix the way it ends? how many princes will it take to put a girl like this back together again? how many instances can you point out where i was less than kind? how many happy endings do you need to change your fucking mind? & how much time do we have left before it's midnight?
Sé que soy un duende preocupón (?), pero es mi futuro colegio y no voy a soportar esos quilombos idiotas :/
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