'Somehow, I have to answer back,’
With that, my tongue grows thick with weeds
A shadow passes through one more person’s heart
And strips off her mask

In the night
I sit down as if I'm dead

An explosion has ripped apart
The shattered fragments of my heart
And although now all I see
Are glittering lights all around me
When, I wonder,
did I become this weak?

My legs are cramped, but
Pretending not to notice, I go on
This foolish disease of mine
Seems only to get worse and worse

In the night
I realize this infection

An explosion has ripped apart
The shattered fragments of my heart
And although now all I see
Are glittering lights all around me
When, I wonder,
did I become this weak?

Growing more and more to fear
Every little fever that comes along
I may have little chance
But, still, I must wake up

An explosion has ripped apart
the shattered fragments of my heart
Fragments... fragments... all around me
When, I wonder,
did I become this weak?

INFECTION - Chihiro Onitsuka

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I’m not ok I'm really exausthed of feeling bad, the stress of these days has been heavy and has left me a deep scar…and the large amount of “bad picks” I’ve made I think that speaks for itself.Anyway…in this period full of stress, in which everything seemed to drag me down, I have had the opportunity to realize an important thing about me. I have always left that the words of whoever hurt me, even when I would have had to leave to slip on me…I’ve been always week. But I’ve found the strength to see me like in a mirror, and I ask to myself: “When did I become this weak?”
And finally I realize this orrible infection, this wickness that was ripped me from the inside.
I cannot promise that it will become invincible and to be able to bear every difficulty without falling…but I promise that I will always rise again,I promise. And sorry if sometimes I’m very very unbearable, and seems that everything drag me down again…but I will rise again and again.
This is not an emo rant,is instead a standpoint of consciousness ^__^ and a thanks the few people that keep on bearing me…you know who you are <3

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Model: Me
Photomanipulation: Me
Pose: Sugar Mill
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