sábado, 18 de marzo de 2017
Scape
"Sometimes I miss you so much I can hardly stand it" said Jack to Ennis. And now they're becoming my own words, my own reality. I know Jack didn't have all I have now, but we both found a way to scape. My way is books and series, and I don't leave any minute without doing anything so I can't feel any pain. I've been hours and hours reading, getting into fictional people's lifes, because I can't stand you not being here. At nights I go to sleep really late, not becaus I can't sleep, just because I'm scared of being alone with myself and my toughts. Being alone with my memories of you and not being able to deal with it. Because I swear, sometimes I miss you so fucking much I can hardly stand it
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