First: You don't know me. And, secondly... You don´t know me.
jueves, 8 de agosto de 2013
Trying to help myslef again
Do you know when you feel like nobody can help you...? That awkward moment when you realize that there is no one who you can trust? That's my life. Secrets. Confessions to myself, no one else who cares about me. It's not like if I care about me... I don't... But I only have myself. And... I really need to run away from my own reality, so... Here I am. Writing is my escape since now.