Actually, I am not really well. I pretend I am only to not disturb. I see my body and all i have around to say "This is full of shit".
Why I have to live to please others, when they dont please me? My headache is talking to me and it is right in everything he says.I am waiting for something that give me the power to stay strong.
Something that replace mybeautiful and violent headache.
Yes, We're Sinking (Escuchen este tema, es demasiado lindo)
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