It's so fucking hard to write this things. I'm deperssed, i've been a few days sick, have been in bed all day, i need to go out to do something, i don't care i just need to move a little.
i feel i'm wasting my life. i need to go out and have a beer. saw a new bar that is really cool, and near our house.
I feel i really need to meet new people, i feel something is empty, need something, need someone to talk to, need someone to talk to me.
it's so hard to say goodbye, but everything has to end. Why am i still here?
i feel i'm wasting my life. i need to go out and have a beer. saw a new bar that is really cool, and near our house.
I feel i really need to meet new people, i feel something is empty, need something, need someone to talk to, need someone to talk to me.
it's so hard to say goodbye, but everything has to end. Why am i still here?
shonna:
vaya, has demostrado lo contrario... alguien alguien si que lo lee