is too long that I do not write anything about this Journal. Too much. -__-Me
I felt that it would end like this ... unfortunately I can never maintain a diary / blog / journal for too long; early enthusiasm leads me to write to work several times a day, but then, like anything else, the interest is gradually waning.
Before you let me go to my usual thoughts et considerations of various kinds, I say now that I'm so happy because my beloved Shana has excelled not only at the Sapphire round of Saimoe, but also to Emerald and Diamond! *_________*
For the rest ... I am happy because I had a mini-holiday with a very special person to me. It was only a little over a day, but I was fine. I was serene, calm ... to the point that now I miss so much, and I hope we can meet again soon.
Too bad that the devil should always put the tail. Just got home really unfortunate thing happened, from which I have not yet fully recovered. I'm having some bad days, to offset the serenity that filled me with the short stay in the seaside town that is so me remained in the heart.
The night I put to bed feeling a nagging discomfort, and the tears continue to fall, silent. Is it bad to feel understood and not understood by those who should do it first. It's horrible. Makes me want to collapse.
I hope that September will come soon. I want to go out of here and not seeing anyone for a whole year. It would be wonderful to do that, but I can not ... damn still depend too much from my family, why should I be able to become economically independent as soon as possible.
Here ... is again coming from me cry ...
How long will my heart be still injured? I feel to be reaching the limit .... still a bit 'and I'll make it more real.
"Do not blame him because you feel bad"
... And I feel bad because I do not count for anything?
"I understand, but we must have patience"
... Here's what pisses me off more than anything else: the feeling that there is nothing answering to do. I have been an illusion to believe that for everything there was always a solution? Until recently I was convinced that everything could be resolved through dialogue.
I no longer believe. There are people with whom one can not talk, try as one. I say this because these people have been reported not to have learned anything in the last 7 years. They never understand anything by continuing to repeat the same mistakes.
But I can not say anything. I am the fool, the idiot, the one that can not afford to open his mouth ...
... Although I'd love to put myself screaming.
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