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I'm not a poet. I'm not a writer. I'm just a girl who tries to be open about her feelings.

Here you can see

more of me.

Do they care? or are they just pretending that they would be there for me however I try to trust even though I'm scared to you could be...

suddenly I understood this stupid sentence what it means to feel like a plastic bag you feel like you're needed once in a while but most...

he makes her smile it's honest and bright she gazes into his eyes and every once in a while there is this gentle touch it's full of...

Immer wieder ist es passiert. Doch niemals wieder soll es sein. So oft gelacht, so oft berührt, so oft verfallen, doch letztendlich...

7.5 billion people living on this earth 50 percent men and 50 percent women an equal amount - so now you may think why can't you find...

Where's my mind ? I'm chased by waves this feeling of drowning, this paranoia those are not any of my decisions I'm the girl in pieces...

Alles gesehen. Alles gehört. Alles berührt. Das Leben in einer Stadt, die kaum noch Farben mit sich trägt. Kaum noch Emotionen, die einem...

it's all about this thirsty heart it screams for more and more and more but never gets enough to satisfy the core there is problem #1...

it could be worse she said it could be better she hoped more or less it's like every other time she got used to it there's no wondering...

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