sábado, 22 de fevereiro de 2014
segunda-feira, 17 de fevereiro de 2014
Talentless forethoughts
Im glad u
know the kind of person u were dealing with, all this time.
The way i'd
put it, you were dealing with someone that's been deeply in love with u since
the very, very first moment he laid eyes on u.
No matter
what u may think, u didn't change a bit, not a fking bit. Ur still the same. I
kept imagining and planning a life with someone that has never existed.
It's sad, indeed. It
will be hard to forget and stop thinking about that person all the time. But i
can't do this anymore. I'm sorry, i really am. I love you, i always will. But i need
to sleep in peace with myself, and I'll finally be able to.
Sincerely,
The kind of
person u were dealing with all this time.
segunda-feira, 3 de fevereiro de 2014
Desculpa
E um milhão de padres nossos, terços e novenas (um milhão de novenas!) à espera de um milagre ou de um corte com o tempo. Nunca senti saudades deste blogue. Nem sinto ainda, mas dói-me a garganta ou qualquer coisa perto daí. Assim como quem vai mas vira na primeira à direita.
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