pain

enveloped

you've

all this

destroyed
darkness

I'm

messed

You pain me through.

subtle

It shows in the subtleties; the lips bleeding, the open corners of the nails.
But they'll never notice.

perspectivate

The world does not exists to please you. Said a voice from the sky.

Oh my GOD!!! NO!! NOOOOOO!!!

She cried.

I haven't always had what I wanted... !!! She said softly.
If you mean the candy bars your parents didn't buy for you, that doesn't count.

And there she stayed writhing in the floor of anguish; she couldn't have the exact color of nail polish she wanted, the poor thing.

shame|you

You want his money because you can’t have anything else. Not after all you’ve done to him.

How pitiful of you to extort your father.

uh|nosy

If I could start again at work they would only know my age and name.

The bitches.

**

I can also have any attitude I want.
& I don't need to explain shit. I can write this: sdjfoei fnoaweir djaoie and not explain it. You don't need to understand and/or like what I write, you just click the x.

smell

I have a smell specivity problem.

& yes I invented that word because this is my blog and in my blog(s) I can write whatever the fuck I want. **

pipi

All sorts of cute.

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overated

El cielo, el sol… las estrellas.

Que los poetas encuentren otras fuentes, ya esas sobrepasaron su cuota.