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tapi selama kau bisa bernafas
kau akan diberi kesempatan untuk bertarung
dan melindungi mereka yang kau pilih untuk kau lindungi
dan kau pun memiliki orang-orang, tempatmu saling berbagi penderitaan, luka, dan kesedihan..
📍Kota batu, east Java, Indonesia
i know i may be a bitch (most of the times) but i 120% of the time have a fairly good reason to do so, when i have petty females in my ear trying to make life into a popularity contest, and belittle me, and post about me 24/7. i try to be a decent person by telling other humans about the infidelities their lovers are hiding for them, or relaying a message about someone completely shitting on them. i don't talk nasty things about people, unless they do it to me first and give me a reason to call them out for being a pile of shit, for cheating on there partners, or having sex with 20 people in a week, or being disrespectful to other people. i have my opinions about many people, as do people for me, but I base my opinions on real things, real life. not made up stories in my head, or biased opinions, and I think most people have that mixed up, people can't decipher the difference from actually speaking your mind on someone's behavior, or something they have done, or said, and talking bad about someone, for instance picking on there appearances, or making fun of the home they live in, the outfits they wear, the car they drive. but i don't do that, I don't make fun of someone's hair, lifestyles, outfits, car, houses, I don't do that, what i do, do is call people for being bad individuals, for doing other humans wrong, for like i said, cheating on their boyfriends. and i don't feel bad for being someone who can stand up for others, for doing what other people can't, having a voice other people don't have, i don't feel bad for saying what other people won't say, or are afraid to say, i don't feel bad for calling people out, i think someone should have the balls to do it, and.if that's me, then even better, then I have something to feel better about when i go to bed at night knowing people aren't getting away for the scummy shit they do, or for trying to think they're better then other, while at the end of the day they shit on others because they have a "gap" between there teeth. and if you're mad because you can't handle the realness I speak or for calling you out on all of your lies, then step down from the title you claim, because you don't deserve it
O desespero beira o insuportável.
A cada dia, o sofrimento (físico ou emocional) fica mais intenso e viver torna-se um fardo pesado e angustiante.
A dor parece incomunicável e por mais que se tente expressar a tristeza que sentes, ninguém parece escutá-lo ou compreendê-lo.
A vida perde o sentido.
O mundo ao nosso redor fica insosso.
Sonhasse com a possibilidade de fechar os olhos e acordar num mundo totalmente diferente, no qual as nossas necessidades sejam saciadas e nos sintamos outros.
Será que a morte é o passaporte para essa nova vida?
Agora eu vi o que fez mal para o coração,
Foi ter que esperar a tua decisão de sim ou não
Pedi-te pra ficar,
Tu decidis-te partir
A inveja alheia conseguiu destruir-nos!
E está difícil,
E sem chance de um ombro amigo,
Se eu quero eu posso,
Levantou e hoje diz:
E quem perdeu que chore, eu vou atrás da felicidade!