martes, 18 de septiembre de 2012

Somos los héroes de nuestras propias historias.

            Do you know that feeling? When you're just waiting to get home and go into your bedroom, close the door, fall into your bed. Just left everything out that you keep in the whole day. That feeling of desperation. You're tired, tired of everything, tired of nothing. You just want someone to be there. You know you have to be strong for yourself because no one can fix you. For once you just want it to be easy, to be simple, to be helped, to be saved. But you know it won't be. But you're still hoping, still wishing and you're staying brave with tears in your eyes. You are fighting. You're a fucking hero.

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