Two strange feelings in the same time:
I love you (I think... I still don’t know how to call it) when I see myself in you and when you make me proud of what you do and when I hear you breathing in my ear...
But I so fuckin’ hate it when I can’t say how much i really like something, ’cause you’ll think I like it because of you!
I hate the fact that I can’t be me without you! I hate that fuckin’ green pain addiction you gave to me!
Achieving happiness shouldn’t depend on other’s mood...
I know you read this and you have no ideea what the fuck am I talking about! Whatever you choose, it’s not the right answer!
