I'm 15, male from spain.. me.
me. me. me. me.
how about you? how about us?
its me. ME. me. me. me. and only me. I am not alone, of course. I have myself.
or do I?
maybe that answers how did you get in here. into me.
maybe it does not.
I don't know. do you?
Waiting for you, dying inside, I was sitting at the end of my way. I could jump, end my pain.
But I'm weak.
There is something that chain me to this world.
Something that hurts.
It punches my belly, my chest and my arms.
And I Love it.