Behind every beauty, there is sadness.
Behind every smile, there is a hint of unhappiness.
Nothing is perfect, but it is imperfection that makes us unique.
Monday, February 21, 2011
I feel like I am suffocating...I can't breathe and while I want to wake myself up from this nightmare, I can only continue through the maze, unsure of what is to come
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