father is dropping smoking , and particularly nervous... and i think he has not too much regard for me... all summer hearing them comparing me with my fucking brother , why?? coz' i am not like tht bitch of man!!
but i don't care, i learned not to leave what i believe, not to drop wht i do , i know there 's somethign to change in me.. a lot... but NEVER LET THEM DECIDE WHAT!!
I have finished to stay sick and bad coz' i am not as parents or relatives want , despite this i feel still bad with my self , more than before .. this summer i buried somethings...i burried some stones.. over each of them a name ,i wrote a cross and i buried them ...
of course , i have never done a so macabre thing.. even if i was so close to , it s a symbolic zest for the ones do not deserve me or my friendship , who do not deserve my loyalty and honesty ...so many ;
it s time to clean up my closet from those skeletons, for this trash people;
Im back!! and i won't fail this time...
I don't want to know anymore how is happened, how do we arrived to this point ,im 20 my life goes on, my personal show
STOP to hear you will never be good enough!!!
