You say you really know me
But exactly how much of me do you really understand?
Beautiful Nightmare.
Thursday, June 10, 2010 / 1:13 PM

one small nightmare was enough to ruin my whole day, steal all my smiles and suffocate me down. did you know u became my dementor ?
being all sad and lost still isn't an excuse to cry. crying doesn't even help to solve the problem. it never did. the feeling of something or someone, enough to make you sit on the floor, head on your knees, shoulders shivering and mouth sobbing and tears splashing down your cheeks. the feeling of someone or something trampling all over you and win. i dont know about you, but i wont be able to take it.



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