Some People Just Get Lost

"Love of mine, someday you'll die ...
Moments momentary happiness instataneo, everything is just a great pure artificiality caused by the company itself, and those around you, believe in love, no more happiness, friendship, no more happiness, but happiness, she exists and is very quick on his sweet and sensitive work.
You dream, you travel and you think everything will be unforgettable, and that it must end. However, there is always an end to a tragic, horrible and no fun. And it hurts and it hurts a lot. Worse is when you try to get something done, you have had the same thing so many times that you do not want to happen again, knowing that this repeatability is unconsciously the worst pain there is, and you do not want. Over the more you run, it always comes up.


Walking down the street with a cigarette in his mouth and a bottle of vodka in hand, listening to Death Cab and remembering the best memories, so many possibilities, so many things available that I have not done, thinking about the past on what should not have done and what failed to do, more i see that is past, and it is better to move on and enjoy the good life.
Years of my life that I even care who is going to come, and one day I'll look back and be proud of something I did maybe one day.

Everyday is always the same, according as study, work, and in the end I always come back to my dull depression, my world closed and anti-social, suffering from something incurable, suffering with nowhere to go or for those who ask for help . A locked room that only hear the same songs and I think the same man. Outside, when I go it's all different, no love, no joy, now here is just in pain. I do not know if I want to leave it, do not want anything out there that do not look for anything new, do not recognize anything that would help me. At least I no longer cry, tears that could fall without stopping, have already dried up long ago.
Every season, I'm excited about it, the new year coming, a new year with new hopes, that may be illusions, parties and more happiness instataneo around, as if to solve something, like something to help more an idiot that date will not be no big deal to me, I make my own "ritual", watch The OC all night and think about it, what should not, to do the same, it is always thus, and always seems to be going, and thus "presibilidade" the holiday of my rookie year and "ritual" is part of me already. I play in the dreams of Eyes Wide Shut, I watch my favorite series and I like everything could be good to get it right one day. Most everything is just great small dreams of illusions.


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