[=The moon is finally Mine=]

Dada, 17, Slovakia

→People always think they know other people, but they don't, not really. I mean, maybe they know things about them, like they won't eat doughnuts:D or they like horror movies or whatever.(I don't know whatever else:D) But they don't know what their freinds do in their rooms alone at night or what happened to them when they were kids or if they feel fucked up and sad for no reason at all... ;)

I don't need your fucking sympathy.

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