That all too familiar feeling has a hold of me again.
... the one where you feel like your chest is getting compacted by two giant bulldozers.
I'm broken... and I'm gonna stay that way.
The person I least expected to break my heart, did...
my own godson.
I'm out [my trust in people? completely gone... for good].
3 comments:
I'm sorry!
Oh, my friend! There's nothing that you should be feeling sorry about!
Just keep making me laugh and it's all good
:]
De verdad? No va venir? Que paso?
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