When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special
But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
She's running out again,
She's running out She's run run run running out...
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' special I wish I was special...
But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo, What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here. I don't belong here... ----------->creep<------------

una de las canciones ícono de la depre

"what the hell am I doing here?"
por qué esa pregunta ronda en algunas mente no retorcidas y en unas retorcidas?

hoy mi imaginación quiere salir
volar.
hoy en la mañana reí
si!!!
fué un minuto maravilloso!
las niñas me hicieron reir...
no saben como se los agradezco







____________________-creo q hoy el día fue mas o menos normal
lei quien se a llevado mi queso otra vz_____________________________________