since I last wrote! Month !!!... ... and yet so often I was seized by the desire to come and vent a bit '... but then nothing!
my mood swings were giving me false readings of the newspaper, distorted thoughts, and so I preferred not to give up and write things that maybe later I would have liked to read ... so I did not accept ... that ugly thing!
tonight I was here, in front of the computer and entering my blog, which I do often but I do not leave no sign, I click "new post" ... the dit to run on the keyboard and vaiii ...
this period is a "periodaccio" I feel insecure, deprived living situations ... interim, which I detest, but are continually derealization, with that part of me that is always on the Range, I do not give up, I fall I get up and do a thousand times ...? time passes, runs fast and I seem to lose so much shit and cazzatelle in which my mind and gives too much importance ... the time runs and runs ...
I have to stop for a moment and give an account of everything ... I have to get rid of this paranoia and live life as best I like and let others live their without me trying to "save" difficulties and "disasters "(but who am I to do?) ... I will succeed?? boh!
the only thing I do, and that I know for certain is that "counting on me" ... I owe this to me at all costs!
a hug and thanks for letting me read
my mood swings were giving me false readings of the newspaper, distorted thoughts, and so I preferred not to give up and write things that maybe later I would have liked to read ... so I did not accept ... that ugly thing!
tonight I was here, in front of the computer and entering my blog, which I do often but I do not leave no sign, I click "new post" ... the dit to run on the keyboard and vaiii ...
this period is a "periodaccio" I feel insecure, deprived living situations ... interim, which I detest, but are continually derealization, with that part of me that is always on the Range, I do not give up, I fall I get up and do a thousand times ...? time passes, runs fast and I seem to lose so much shit and cazzatelle in which my mind and gives too much importance ... the time runs and runs ...
I have to stop for a moment and give an account of everything ... I have to get rid of this paranoia and live life as best I like and let others live their without me trying to "save" difficulties and "disasters "(but who am I to do?) ... I will succeed?? boh!
the only thing I do, and that I know for certain is that "counting on me" ... I owe this to me at all costs!
a hug and thanks for letting me read
