Today I heard from a friend I met on a private clinic last year and it was a while I haven't got news from her. She's gourgeaus. Great body, long hair dyed black, purple lipstick and eyeliner always on, dark clothes, a mind full of curiosity about ghosts and other paranormal stuff, a heart full of will to rebellion.
I wish so much to see her again but I'm afraid I'll kill myself before... It's in moments like theese that I clearly understand how unstable I am.
mercoledì 6 aprile 2016
My Friend From Sardinia
Etichette:
depression,
friend,
great body,
sardinia,
suicide,
unstability
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