As usual, I was away for a month yet.
During this period, following the collapse of emotional manner described in bold, baroque and pointless in the previous post, I lost everything.
As you know sooner or later you grow up, they come into contact with "reality." I always thought that in a negative way and I must say that I had guessed right in: it is a very destructive process and the gains can not compensate even a small part of the damage. Where once I had reached a state of serenity that tackle everything with a smile, always to think well of everyone and everything, to be called a blog with a similar name, now that state is good that went.
Just to complain about something, make a list of what I have not:
Security, sprint street as well as the love for myself;
Optimism fulfilling, self-induced pleasure now the machine is jammed;
Fantasia;
My pick of Black Sabbath, I lost it;
love for another person.
As you see now indulge even on regret, one thing is absolutely shameful and horrifying. This post sucks, I'm sunk in a fucking mental autism and I do not do anything useful. Not that my actions would be useful first, but at least they were well made and offer good benefits.
And here I am back to a teenage use of the blog, without tirarmela so I vent and I'll eat my shit, I hope you enjoy it. Do not worry, I'll be able to regain the right hypocrisy in short, as they are able to kill nutire and love for everyone (just experienced, trust me).
... Yuck
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