segunda-feira, 5 de novembro de 2007
Sometimes i just feel like we're living in a prozac nation...
"How can i escape from the demons in my head?"
"What i want is for someone to understand, but they don't really. And that makes the platitudes harder to bear."
" I didn't fit in with most kids at schools. They thought I was strange, so they made me feel like a stranger."
"Boys never used to notice me before. I wasn't even on their list of alternatives."
"I'm just really fucked up.
I'm like a defective model and you don't know that until you've been around me a while. Some days i wake up and i feel so flat-out, fucked, that i'll do anything to feel diferent."
"The same way i went down i came back up gradually and then suddenly."
E é por isso que eu digo e repito que essa mulher é uma outra Érika perdida por aí!
Como podemos pensar tão parecido? Gosh!