I didn´t want to go,but I had to. I had to go there for a thing,maybe for a lot´s of things.Blahblahblahblah
fuch the love. I don´t wanna tell my love story with him to nobody anymore.okay.anymore.
I lived my life as well as now.
Even with him.Even without him.
Just a person doesn´t count in my life.The purpose is to survive.Now I attend to keep it that way. To always survive even if you are in the biggest trouble or in the biggest happiness.Survive that what you have done.Survive that what you have caused to others randomly.I heard you never wanted.But the fate is an original thing.Such kind of fucking power.Bigger like love or love.
Actually love love love love love
what I have do to with that?
If your friends doesn´t support you anymore,you can´t trust in anyone.You can only count on yourself.So sad.This called life.