Thursday, February 28, 2019

I can't find MY pieces






Missing someone and not being able to see them is the worst feeling ever.... I know that those we love don’t go away, they walk beside us everyday…Unseen, unheard but always near, still loved, still missed and very dear, you know what daddy, IT ISN'T GOOD ENOUGH AT ALL ... and they, fuck daddy, this time they broke me so bad that I can't find the pieces ..... I AM SORRY .... no mas...

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