California What's my story? Well, my story is long, tragic, and depressing. My past is in the past, I've learned from my mistakes and yes, I've made them more than one time but now I understand why it happened. My past, made me into who I am today, I something great 0 followers / 142 words
How can I love you... knowing that you love someone else? How can I be with you... Knowing that you don't want to be with me? How can I believe in you when you don't even believe in me?
How can I love you... when you don't even love me? Why do you do this to me? when I just wanted to love you...
She smiles a me But her eyes tell me another thing She hugs me Though when she tightens her arms around me The feeling is unbearable to let go. Her lips speak I'm fine But when she walks away We both know You're not fine.
I know something is up with my baby but i don't know what is it and I'm really concerned... I just want her to be happy...
Death is a wish I've been longing for Love is a desire that I want to feel Pain is a disaster I've been receiving all my life and that's the only thing that I deserve.
the thought of dying someday, it's a good enough reason to live, i can live with that fact that i am going to die someday, to leave earth and finally go to hell and meet my satan.
Sometimes I ask myself, What is the reason of life? Why live in a world where All I get is judgement Heartbreak, And Betrayal. But then, I ask myself, Why die? When I have love, Joy, And freedom.