With fuckloads of love, Tessa.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Even when I'm walking on a wire,
Even when I set myself on fire,
Why do I always feel invisible, invisible.
Everyday I try to look my best,
Even though inside I'm such a mess,
Why do I always feel invisible, invisible.
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