She never felt more alone
Now she was a complete stranger, all the fire burning painfully inside of her was just known by her
Nobody knew her, but it was all her fault
She was quite proud of it, of the fact that nobody has any power over her. She was a perfect liar, even more, oh she loved to lie, to make them all believe her.
Bitter sweet little tragedy.
You lost me in the exact moment you tried not to lose me. So sorry. So so sorry.
She's used to talking to herself. To laughing when nobody can hear her.
To swearing when everybody can hear. But never to cry...
Fuck. When was the last time she really cried?
Morsmordre