Secretly

by Esperanza   Oct 24, 2013


As i stay there thinking of ways to found to get back to where i once was "being happy", the sweet moments i wish dearly to have again. i sit and sit thinking of all the ways to get back being happy again but in stead i am killing myself with lonely thoughts over and over very night. i can't handle this at all i don't know how much longer i can go on like this.

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