There are those moments in your life that you're undecided about your future. Then take a road that does not know where you will not know whether it is right or wrong.
runs through to the end and just when you go into a wall you see for not having lived in full. You have not enjoyed every moment, you have not tried any perfume store, you did not say all that you had to say. You have gaps that only now you realize just how important.
All this you know it nine months later, after a sleepless night you're home to cook, systems, do the laundry, read. When you have panic attacks that most do not even know where you are. When you become impatient to the complaints of the people.
If I had chosen the other path would have been better? Certainly different, I do not know if it would be better or worse.
Then one day the road is again ruled out before you. And for fear of judgments, for fear of hurting other people, to complicate their lives the scraps again.
Yet concerns photos taken in recent months: children playing and laughing with him without thinking about what other people might say, the New Year festival and the stolen photos with a half smile after the storm of yet another wave of tears and for the umpteenth time to calm down Him
And again, that feeling of emptiness. An emptiness that makes you different but the same feel bad.
So you know you have an amazing ability to fuck up everything all the time. Because basically it seems that you do not want to feel good on purpose.
If I had balls I give a damn and this time I would have ruined everything.
Sorry, but it now runs.
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