(Звернення до себе)....
Im throwing all white pictures that I never should to think of on the first place.... and its cold in my appartment, so im changing all the colors from the darkest grey to RED. and im burning all the letters hoping that ill be better prepared for next steps, and im taking all the memories out of shell.. i know they will be like about anybody else...i have the pbs with the truth ... take me far... , just coz it happens everytime... I knew it would... and I hope u would like me how i am now ... im glad that she was leaving me ...
it will makes me happy...
i dont want to have broken wings...
i rather die...
