marga rita

always think about it always. Maybe one day,I'll be able to stop thinking about it but then again maybe by that time,I won't even exist anymore And maybe...I don't know Sometimes I hold myself back because of it and then I ask myself did I limit myself or was I limited?

Yeah i know but you understand how much of the good in me you made disappear how much of my happiness you took away and how much of the person I used to be I lost But it's okay I'll cry over it one last time, and then I won't do anything anymore

you can forget how much you hurt me but do you think i can forget? Never

شاید فقط درمورد من اینطور باشه با وجود هر مشکل همیشه حال خوبم رو نشون دادم،همیشه هر ناراحتی ای رو انکار کردم،اما آدمای اطراف من احمق بودن؟نه آره درسته متوجه شدن،فهمیدن،حس کردن اما باز هم من بودم و ناراحتی همیشگی،حسی که میدونم از هرچیزی موندگار تره و حتی تو بهترین روز ها هم حس میشه درسته،من نیاز نداشتم از بین ببرنش اما نیاز داشتم بدونم تنها نیستم

No problem,it wasn’t my first time anyway