I still have the newspaper and having strange dreams.
He had written a paragraph, but I do not want to be as explicit or hurting anyone just because I feel bad.
I guess I better not say anything.
A little weird if I'm writing here.
But no, the truth is that every day I have less desire to talk to anyone because when I wanted to tell somebody and I found one good, that noses tell anyone worth anything? to give me a pat on the back and tell me it will go away?
Finally, I wish I could get away from everything because I'm tired of it all around.
I have no desire for anything, I think at the end carnivals I'll stay home no more, only if I leave the dog, but even if I pay for a hotel next door and not leave the room.
wish I could just let me be myself too, but desaforntunadamente I have to put up all the time, is a bit tired.
Anyway, that's a asqueadisima. Disgusted and tired of everything.
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