March 2012
Well, I don’t mind ‘bout anything, I’m happy with myself, the rest fuck off
Happiness, is it real? Does ir last? Or is it just a momentary satisfaction?
Why is it the people you love who insist on hurting you in such a way that they know it’ll make you ‘till the end of your days?
Y ahora que hago esta tristeza que no se me borra del alma?
Condenada soledad que no me deja en paz
Today and forever∞
I’ve learned to forgive but not forget, remembering what hurts you makes you stronger
Now lies :) can’t get any better
Still still, i remember it and i get pissed off
NUNCA habia cojido un pique tan grande…
Fuck it
No hay nada que me de mas pique que eso.
I cant believe he just did this to me..