I really think I’ve gone mad, because I want something painful to happen to me—something that makes me want to weep for hours—yet I’d hold back the tears to appear strong, telling myself I never cried over it; and then, on the day I finally break and reach my limit—in the very last moments of my life—I would weep with a warm smile.
"I don't know who I am"
:))
برادر واقعا اسمش رو نمیدونم که اسم داشت یا نه ولی خیلی دوستش داشتم خیلی گناه داشت