Xreecey

She's a spitfire. 

LightOfEclipse

All the best for the exam El tigre 

LightOfEclipse

Okay okay -_-
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            
            Tiger XD
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Xreecey

@CreativeAssassin all you had to do was stop calling me that *rolling my eyes* bye then. 
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LightOfEclipse

Awwww lmao. Okay I'll be gone then. Ba byeeee
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LightOfEclipse

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Talking to myself is the best thing I can ever ask for. I love myself. I hate myself. I want to kill this guy. He is my solace, he is my hell, he is supporter, he is my tormentor.
          
          I love him, I hate him
          
          All this contradiction.. It would be great to just not think. But it is never possible for him to shut his brain down.
          
          He says he doesn't care, but he always does. He cares about everything
          
          What would people think of me?
          Will they judge me?
          Maybe I should just not say anything
          
          He cares what they'll think when he smiles, when he laughs, when he talks, when he walks. He is insecure of how he looks. Tall and thin He wishes for someone more charismatic. Only if he could not be shy.
          
          Hid hands go cold and he is scared to even shake someone's hand cuz then they'll know thay he was feeling anxious and nervous.
          
          He is a person, who feels and feels. He is very emotional. Only if he was a stone cold guy he tries to pretend. His eyes are always ready to cry. His heart feels always heavy as if there's a huge mountain weighing him down. Yet he wants to smile. He tries. But sometimes the mountain crushes him.
          
          All the unsaid words and hidden sorrow slowly eating him from inside. No one can understand, no words can describe why and how he feels. So he just zips his mouth, cuz he has tried too many times to explain, only to be branded "over thinker, broken, overreacting, asshole, insensitive, arrogant".
          
          Hide his heart inside. Doesn't want it to be hanging outside.
          
          Close the book, it's not for anyone to read except for him. He is done, he is trying to be ready. Yet he feels like he's already losing.
          
          What if his next step falters? His steps have already been faltering, one more faltered step and he'll fall. He can't stand anymore, he feels lonely in his fight. He was fighter but now he's nothing.
          
          And I know he'll be with me till my last breath.
          
          He's my best person, he's my most reliable person. Without him I was nothing, I'm nothing and I'll be nothing.