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I did several entries of "memory boxes" not for love or remember old times, but to know what was what was wrong with me. What I did wrong or what they did wrong. Read me on the screen for me is different.


In particular I wanted deep in Paul, who unfortunately was very important to me, I say unfortunately because I thought it was the perfect person I know, I trusted him like I did not ever, I set up plans echo future had ever before and I armed myself a bubble false in I went in and did not leave for too long. I did not want to leave, I was happy with lies, lying to my mom about where I was going, my sister, my friends, lying to rest saying that he was good for me, lying to myself, thinking that he was good for me. ;


Until I realized, looking around, how much that person changed my family, my friends, my vision in the study, and even myself. I looked in the mirror and not go with metaphors, but I really do not know. Attitudes saw in me that never possessed. It was like me from outside and see it all together, I shockeó.


When I started writing, my stomach churned and I had a terrible throat. It clouded my view of the anger, the anger and the helplessness of not having acted sooner. Had I not been able to stop when I still had time, not listening to my friends, not heeding my head when I said that no matter what you believe.


this love I have suffered and wept and swore that I thought would last forever, I had to give up throwing future plans, promises, oaths, and a lot project to the jug. From what I used to remember when I was happy with it, if it was a fake happiness. Today I can say that I got through almost completely.

Why do I say almost I got over it? Because I feel that I can be happy. I feel that because this happened to me, I'm broken, prevents me from being myself, I feel I am a blank sheet, that I have to prove what the other person feel that there true love . Q ue if I know X person is going to hurt me, that I have to fall in love, that I have to believe in anything, and that if he really is sincere, will eventually cause the same pain.




Today I can say that I feel something for someone, but I have fear. If ento I have a lot to give, but I will not get hurt. As I told a friend of mine, before anything starts, I'm thinking about how it will end.