I have been having a really horrible week. So horrible, in fact, that almost every day I get to a point where it is difficult to avoid thinking about suicide. Seriously... climbing up to the top of a tall building and jumping. I have been inconsolable.
I don't need a reason to kill myself, I need a reason not to.
I could die at any moment, the tragedy is that I don't.

2 comments:
Este es como el alterego de tu otro blog. Como dos caras de la misma moneda. Tú.
Fantastic, now I'm following your new blog :)
I've already told you that I don't mind if your words reflect a depressive, happy, annoying or an exited mood, I just want to know what are you feeling in every moment 'cause I love you :)
So now I've got a question, why in english? I mean, can you really match your feelings with this language or is it because you want it? It's curiosity :P
Vale, cambio de chip. Como podrás observar mi inglés no es perfecto pero me hacía ilusión responderte así. In fact, I would try to do it every time so you have to... no, no, no.. You MUST promise me not to laugh ok?
I love you :)
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