I wonder what´s worse that having the boy you love and knowing he proudly calls you his girlfriend but still not having him by your side when you wish he was. When you wish so bad he was by your side...


shaking, shaking cold as usual...

oh no

No me quejo de no tener lo que quiero o de no tener gente conmigo, me quejo de ser una tonta y quiero con todas mis fuerzas rebelarme contra la estúpida persona que soy, pero no puedo, y es frustrante y me mata.