very sensitive.
very soft, weak, delicate. you look at me and i wont look into your eyes. im too bubbly. too easy to break. so ready to be destroyed
im strongly correlated to the tone of his speech. to the feeling coming from his mood. such a strong relationship between the inside of my bubble and him. shame.
im a bubble. temporary. with a rainbow as a side dish. im just a tiny outside layer. everything inside disappeared.
(will become stronger tomorrow.)
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is this one about the same lucky bastard as the previous one?
dont wanna admit it... but yes
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