please don’t leave me. i need you too damn much. please don’t leave. please. i need you. please i really need you. damn
i miss you and all is so fucking wrong. i can’t stand this anymore.
i cannot live without you. please call me and say you love me. and say you need me too. say you wanna build a life with me. please say you wanna share a dream with me. damn.

it’s useless. i wanna be dead.

so. Last night i cryed my soul out. i watched his picture that i keep in my palm. i talked to him in the picture and i felt better. i fell asleep that way. woke up in a very dark morning and went to work. so here i am. I’m here trying not to think. that makes me work better… i’m very efficient right now, till the pioint that i had nothing else to do. i guess i’ve worked like i haven’t done in a very long while. LOL! I spent some time in GAIA and made it to 2000 gold, so i’m using new cat gloves! Yay for me! next goal: Cat boots. I wonder what are you doing right now? I talked to a friend, but he’s having a house remodelation so, he’s stuck at home…there’s no way he could invite me out. (I wish he could, and hell he wanted :() Otero talked to me and invited me to see a movie, but i got all down all of the sudden and i refused… i still don’t know why… it’s like i wanna be with someone else, but i don’t want to be with people that will be sad for me and say all that ‘i’m so sorry, you’ll get better’ shit and then runs to their houses to call their couples and say ‘i’m so happy to be with you, i love you’ bla bla bla don’t wanna be surrounded by the lucky shit, rather be alone in my shit. ooo -censurado POR GENTE CHISMOSA-! pretty funny. at least made me laugh. So after a busy day i’m here. alone again. thinking. did i mention ALONE? damn. next plan: go home alone, cuz noone want to be with you I guess i’ll try walking a little. worst is, i have no money so i can’t really do anything at all. so i won’t walk at all. i’ll just go home. that’s it. boring day. Ho pe you’re all right. i imagine you doing normal things. but i also imagine you having fun with friends, and saying ‘damn i missed this!!!’ … i imagine you sited at you computer, i can see the clothes you’re wearing. i see you writing in your computer… not for too long. i wonder if you read my mail. i’m starting to feel you so away… i’m starting to forgot if you loved me… that little weak feeling is going away. therefor i’m sad every time, every second i feel worst. i’m forgetting your faces… and damn i hate my fucking brain cuz i wanna remember you a little more… but it’s all starting to fade away. and it’s sad. one may think that it makes things easier but hell no, it’s a lot more complicated not to be able to remember clearly all those lovely memories… i’m starting to see them blurry in my mind… and that makes me sad.