Em um mundo cinza e teatral ela chorava sem por as mãos no rosto, alucinava cores em uma aquarela feita a lama, não se questionava e nem precisava entender nada. Não se sabia porquê chorava, mas chorar era tudo que sabia.
HLey all I'm 22y M and 166cm , 46kg skinny boy . I had a really weird fantasy , i want to be lifted by girls, I love it ,. But unfortunately I don't have any memorable moments like this still , what about your thinking and any one have to share their experienceift and carry
II have a lot of problems. Mostly from ptsd and anger/behavioral issues. Now that I’m an adult they’ve definitely died down externally but now I grit my teeth and clench my jaw as a way to cope and it hurts. can’t stop gritting my teeth.