marzo 10, 2018

I feel like, more than anything else, my most draining pain has always been (and could always be) the fact that no matter how many times I try telling myself that it's literally impossible, deep down I have always desired to be perfect. And eternal.

And I don't know if I can live any other way.
(And I hate myself because I am not, sometimes.)

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