Simple as that ...
What have I won? What have I missed? What ... I have done?
not as writing goes, was a day ... Normal? It was all clear, or so I thought. I've been a negligent for not listening at the time, but I have not forget ... if I'm in love, as I will get breaks ... I would like to know that entry, I can not apologize or expect anything good from this, but I have only proved it ... Mmm ... A hypocrite, a fake, an unhappy and most of a manipulator. Thus, right? I deserve ... I chose the path that was not at the forest where I met that girl. We believe a delusion and killed their confidence in me. Pierced with a knife, so the literature.
Sometimes you want that fantasy is reality, but you can not make that possible. Why? Why can not you be better off without losing anything (I do not think the best, but that's what I found) I give everything they think you're something beautiful, forever, with confidence .... Everything, even the last drop of water that is poured out for the girl's white skin is lost. What causes that? Me.
is limited to two things disappear and be forgotten
and I thought he would never write that label ...
Mike Castillo Chacón.
Monday, March 21.
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