When was the last time you thought of me?

Or have you completely erased me from your memory?

I often think about where I went wrong,

The more I do, the less I know,

But I know I have a fickle heart and bitterness,

And a wandering eye, and a heaviness in my head,

But don't you remember?

Don't you remember?

The reason you loved me before,

Baby, please remember me once more,

Gave you the space so you could breathe,

I kept my distance so you would be free,

And hope that you find the missing piece,

To you bring you back to me,

Why don't you remember?

Don't you remember?

The reason loved me before,

Baby, please remember me once more,

When will I see you again?

Detesto no saber si te acordás de mi o no te importa nada de lo que me pasa...

Y mi respirar se hace cada vez más dificil.

23:35

Que densa está la gente, loco. Posta que aguanto más el dolor de la rehabilitación que el estado pre-primaveral zarpadamente pelotudo de cierta gente.

Este año no es el mio, en ningún sentido. Que termine esta mierda, ya.

En teoría nadie conoce este blog así que..




















já!