I'm sewing a scarf horribly ugly .. 's full of holes, jump points, I make a mortal toil. But she is a bit like I am now vivevndo: point by point, step by step I try to build a life increasingly precise and without holes.
I miss you, and mine is alive. A mark a notch above the other with each passing day, as a small personal victory.
And I want nothing, that little lot to feel a little less fallita.Ma the reality is that I'm doing trsportare from life, closing his eyes not to suffer too.
I realize that I do not seek happiness, I avoid the sadness, everything qui.nessun step forward.
It's not positive. Do not ever like me. Always fight for what belongs to you.
I've let go after yet another disappointment and now I just try not to crash on the rocks, while the lapping of the waves carry me away with him.
Sooner or later, reopen your eyes, maybe the light will blind me injuring the eye, but the truth no matter how terrible is the only thing I ...
Kisses
Mari
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