You know.. I care, but I'll stop caring.
Don't look me with those sad little eyes of your, is no pity or compassion left.
I'm not a doll, I'm not an object... so get the hell away and stop looking at me!
You have no right, no possession, my body is not yours, my mind never was or would be anyone else property but mine and his.
I have my own way to do things, stop telling me what and how to do it.
stop getting in the way of my happiness and freedom.
I'm good now.
2 de agosto de 2010
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