Feb 15 -
Daí penso coisas bobas quando, sentado na janela do ônibus, depois de um dia inteiro de muito cansaço, encosto a cabeça na vidraça, deixo a paisagem correr, e penso demais, penso nas milhares possibilidades de algumas coisas darem certo e depois vou ai seguindo e tentando, tentando ate da certo..
“It’s like you screaming and no one can hear, you almost feel ashamed, that someone, could be that important, that without them you feel like nothing, no one will ever understand how much it hurts, you feel hopeless, but nothing can save you, and when it’s over and it’s gone, you almost wish that you can almost have that bad stuff back so you can have the good!
