hadn passed on bitterness, why to regret what happened, but why do I feel remorse when I remember to love whats wise in it or why this torment that makes me burst out of oppression, regret, and sadness, that kills me.

I can describe this feeling that Im feeling, I don know how these horrible despicable seizures come, they make in my face broad lines they dig in the face of a trail, the effect of fear oppression, and remorse, how can I love when I am in darkness AYYAYY …

What a tragedy I am in, the hell I live in, all I want from love will never come true, I think I am sentenced to death in this life, but the truth is I am the one who put himself in these situations in these painful memories, all I am going through now I deserve, every second of regret from the oppression of grief from bitterness I deserve to die…

Who deceives death is mercy to me in this case away from love from all of ….. God, death on this journey without love is something strange, but it won make a big difference My face hurts from the many frowns, my pilgrim hurts me from the many disjoints in the past in love in regret in pain.

You know the truth, dear reader, Im tired of hope, I realized its a fake thing, its not real, but it makes me stick to life that makes me real after the thing I … I don know whos real, is my feelings or me or what, is falling in love painfully, but in love with this is the painful love of whos going to love me, I think Im the ghost in this story Im the real one.

Im telling you, dear reader, watch out for the talk that will come out of your mouth, be careful not to laugh at one of them or insult him, look at my miserable condition, look at the hell Im living now and still live, a prisoner in the past, not any past, a prisoner in a room of the past where I don breathe. In his actions and dealings, please be careful if your heart is still beating and alive give life to others because you will feel a very big difference …

I wish if I died because someone lived dead like me, someone lived hell like I did, and I wish who was the cause of my death, but not any life… A life that teaches them about the crimes they committed.

Good night my heart I wish love overwhelmed you again, I do not want you to live again, death is better for both of us death is the bridge from which we both will pass we do not deserve to live together on one of us dies to live the other if you live you will suffer me and I will resort to death …

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