Never mistake my silence, as ignorance. I’ll speak on it when I’m ready. Never mistake my calmness, as acceptance. I’ll deal with you in due time. My kindness, as weakness. My scars are proof that I’m a survivor, and not a victim. My love, as granted, because I love my haters too. But most of all, never mistake that because I choose to ignore, that I was blind. Even a fool knows that snakes in the grass only move when found out. And I want everyone to see you first exactly by who you are (Dirty). .,, ALEX CRUZ
Posted on: Sun, 31 Aug 2014 02:05:23 +0000
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