"You can't see me as I want you to. You're not what I've always dreamt of. You're humanly flawed, and my eyes refuse to believe what they see in yours..."
Oh dear, what a lack of problems.
Sometimes what makes you happy is not a meaningful thing. Not even necessary. And the more you fight for it, the more you crawl and suffer. Is it really worthy at all? Is it really worthy of you? Of your mind and soul? Can't you see you're far better than this?
Don't you maim yourself like this, dear. Pain is inevitable. Suffering is up to you. And only you.
Porque, de fato, nem sempre o que você realmente quer é o que você realmente precisa ter.
I'm in. You're out.
There's no space enough for both right now.
You've gotta leave.
Gonna throw you away from my thoughts.
Give myself some peace.
Gotta help my soul into these sick thoughts of you...
Sejam felizes, porque meeeu, o Red Hot Chili Peppers e o Tokio Hotel existem. =D
Kuss, rufen Sie mich an.
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