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WeaknessWhen did I become so weak?Weakness
I reached over and grabbed a small knife from my bedside table. The blade was about the same size as my thumb, and blunt, far too blunt to actually cut through my skin. But… it still hurt a little. And that was all I wanted. Just pain.
How did I become like this?
I pressed the blade into my thumb, hard enough to leave only a pinkish mark. It comforted me, a bit, but… it’s not enough. Sometimes I wish I was brave enough to cut myself, or even kill myself… but I can’t. I’m too afraid. I want to punish myself for everything I’ve
Ojalá
Unheard
all the best
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many thanks for the
Have a nice day
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Goddam money. It always ends up making you blue as hell.
~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
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Moved to ~Rinners-x
Thanks a lot for the
Martyna
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Goddam money. It always ends up making you blue as hell.
~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
. . .y pss a seguirle, spero que las fotos que se aproximan sigan agradando. . .
un saludoo!!!
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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
-Victor Hugo
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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
-Victor Hugo
Gallery: [link]
. . . .aunq debo decirle q sus fotos tmb son muy agradables, me agradan, en especial "flor morada". . .
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...on ne voit bien qu'avec le coeur. L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux...
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