so many things I miss ....
no longer know if I want everything back the way they were, or moving around quickly and forget everything
How I can do without people who need it and is no longer there?
Thursday, November 25, 2010
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I Can not I do not know
so many things I miss ....
no longer know if I want everything back the way they were, or moving around quickly and forget everything
How I can do without people who need it and is no longer there?
so many things I miss ....
no longer know if I want everything back the way they were, or moving around quickly and forget everything
How I can do without people who need it and is no longer there?
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
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Life
The perfect life would be like a photo album, freeze the good times and make them last forever ...
Would not it be nice? 
The perfect life would be like a photo album, freeze the good times and make them last forever ...
Would not it be nice?
Monday, November 8, 2010
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The act of cutting is not difficult to understand, we download all our problems, emotions that we run, then there are the scars that we hide, brands other mistakes we made when we wanted to solve.
Monday October 5, 2009
That desire to return ...
Sunday, November 7, 2010
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I do not know how, why, or When
never wanted to understand how they got where they are now?, I mean to say they are as they are in terms his personality, habits and so on ...
I have more contradictions in my life that a person can imagine.
I am a sensitive, intelligent, mature, sometimes do not think before talking or doing something and sometimes he thinks too much and nothing too much or something always brings bad results.
Many times I ask because I am so, before it was the opposite of what I am Now, more vicious and callous colder totally alone, God how I miss being so, and nothing I care that things or people you care about all we get is you wrong.
Finally I would like to understand why I am not so different, because I can not be more happy and optimistic about life (for those who know they are reading and I try out). Because
write?
write because it helps me understand myself, is a way to download (instead of cut, and if I do not care that people know as long as you clear that I did because I was wrong and wanted proque attention) of my problems and reflect my life in a mirror through the words.
I understand ...
used to cut to release pressure I had in my life, especially those problems came from my parents, before his eyes was always a useless, worthless, good for nothing, and throw me well after all the shit that's what achieved. How come that? The truth, I have no idea, I would like to know but do not know. If you ask me if I'd do it, the truth that if it again. Ask why, is because it is a way to download my negative emotions simply and effectively and I have to trust anyone (read that will interest the letter before this).
My parents do not know anything ...
I always hide everything my parents, I never liked enough to get in in my life because we have different ways of seeing things and if I'm wrong wrong I prefer to leave rather than prevent it from getting done and believing they know much when in fact know nothing. I never tell them my problems or things that truly have nothing to do with the career I'm studying, I hide everything.
IF OLD DRESS? USELESS THAT YOUR SON IS NOT FOR NOTHING AS YOU DO NOT HAVE A CONCERN IN THE LIFE BITCH, may end 2 TIMES AND SHORT A FEW TIMES, AND MUCH OF THE BLAME FOR THAT I HAVE COME TO YOU THAT THE TENES. AND AFTER TENES the face to come and say "I KNOW YOU" jajajaja GOD FUCKING LIFE.
solution?
Why will I always look for the easy way out seems to be a solution but you know it ends up being a brothel. Weight problems, anorexia and bulimia are the answer (if not because I have are older than me over a bulimic sseria potential). Emotional problems, the gillete always at hand.
And yes, I know that this "evil" (varies depends from what point of view you see it) but hey, after 2 years of paddling a means and ends are tired throwing the easy way out.
Remember ...
As I saw in a movie eleven, "Good Memories Can Save Your Life" and that's right But the thing here is I CAN NOT REMEMBER THE HAPPY THINGS. I have a frighteningly amazing talent for remembering all the shit and bad moments of my life with details that sometimes even I am surprised myself.
So ... fucking good memories of me are talking about if I have no memory to remember them.
to
Well here goes for now, you want to read to read, which you say is free to do so (it would be ironic to publish it and did not want to comment on anyone or no one read) while no worry about what happens with my life and let me be to say what they want, the comment will be read and responded.
PS: The writing is crap, like my life. 
never wanted to understand how they got where they are now?, I mean to say they are as they are in terms his personality, habits and so on ...
I have more contradictions in my life that a person can imagine.
I am a sensitive, intelligent, mature, sometimes do not think before talking or doing something and sometimes he thinks too much and nothing too much or something always brings bad results.
Many times I ask because I am so, before it was the opposite of what I am Now, more vicious and callous colder totally alone, God how I miss being so, and nothing I care that things or people you care about all we get is you wrong.
Finally I would like to understand why I am not so different, because I can not be more happy and optimistic about life (for those who know they are reading and I try out). Because
write?
write because it helps me understand myself, is a way to download (instead of cut, and if I do not care that people know as long as you clear that I did because I was wrong and wanted proque attention) of my problems and reflect my life in a mirror through the words.
I understand ...
used to cut to release pressure I had in my life, especially those problems came from my parents, before his eyes was always a useless, worthless, good for nothing, and throw me well after all the shit that's what achieved. How come that? The truth, I have no idea, I would like to know but do not know. If you ask me if I'd do it, the truth that if it again. Ask why, is because it is a way to download my negative emotions simply and effectively and I have to trust anyone (read that will interest the letter before this).
My parents do not know anything ...
I always hide everything my parents, I never liked enough to get in in my life because we have different ways of seeing things and if I'm wrong wrong I prefer to leave rather than prevent it from getting done and believing they know much when in fact know nothing. I never tell them my problems or things that truly have nothing to do with the career I'm studying, I hide everything.
IF OLD DRESS? USELESS THAT YOUR SON IS NOT FOR NOTHING AS YOU DO NOT HAVE A CONCERN IN THE LIFE BITCH, may end 2 TIMES AND SHORT A FEW TIMES, AND MUCH OF THE BLAME FOR THAT I HAVE COME TO YOU THAT THE TENES. AND AFTER TENES the face to come and say "I KNOW YOU" jajajaja GOD FUCKING LIFE.
solution?
Why will I always look for the easy way out seems to be a solution but you know it ends up being a brothel. Weight problems, anorexia and bulimia are the answer (if not because I have are older than me over a bulimic sseria potential). Emotional problems, the gillete always at hand.
And yes, I know that this "evil" (varies depends from what point of view you see it) but hey, after 2 years of paddling a means and ends are tired throwing the easy way out.
Remember ...
As I saw in a movie eleven, "Good Memories Can Save Your Life" and that's right But the thing here is I CAN NOT REMEMBER THE HAPPY THINGS. I have a frighteningly amazing talent for remembering all the shit and bad moments of my life with details that sometimes even I am surprised myself.
So ... fucking good memories of me are talking about if I have no memory to remember them.
to
Well here goes for now, you want to read to read, which you say is free to do so (it would be ironic to publish it and did not want to comment on anyone or no one read) while no worry about what happens with my life and let me be to say what they want, the comment will be read and responded.
PS: The writing is crap, like my life.
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