lunes, 27 de agosto de 2018
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No. You don't understand. Have you ever hated yourself like this? Have you ever wished you were anyone else but you? Have you? So how do you dare saying you understand it? You don't. You never will. You are happy. You don't wake up every day in the middle of night crying. You don't waste all your time thinking about why someone will never like you, or why did x go out of your life. Your toughts are not made of "what if I hadn't said that", "what if I was smarter, more beautiful, taller". You don't understand it. You can't. And it's okay. But please, don't say you feel me. You don't You never will.
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