January 2011
The world is not okay. You are probably not okay. Why the hell am I supposed to be okay when I bet God is not okay? I bet that fucking Oprah is not okay! Can’t you see it? WE ARE ALL SCREWED FROM THE INSIDE OUT!
É muita Cláudia para pouca cadeira.
sapatosdecristal:
MOMMY, CAN I GO OUT AND KILL TONIGHT?
I’ve changed. Again, I guess.
I could be crying, would be acceptable.
But of all the things I believe now, I know tears would never fit that list.
You can say that I’m happy, but it’s not like before, it’s better. Cause now I remember the pain I went trough for so long just because I wouldn’t let you go. Now I see the silly girl I used to be. And if could go back...
