A narcoleptic, insecure, sad, cold. Eza, 19.

Thursday, January 30, 2014

don't cry
dearself
its a bad day, not a bad life
don't give up
dearself
you have a choice to be strong
don't die
dearself
look around whose still needs you
don't be sad
dearself
someday, you're going to be happy.

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