vrijdag 15 april 2011

Believe in your own fairytale.

"I'm sorry I'm not skinny enough so you can see my ribs. 

I'm sorry my boobs aren't big enough. I'm sorry I'm not fake. 
I'm sorry I'm not pretty. 
But most of all, I'm sorry you can't accept me for who I am. "


× I don't run away. I walk slowly waiting untill you come.
× how can you break my heart and tell me still you love me?







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