Sometimes we tend to think that a nail out another nail, when we really realize (as I read in a book) that a rusty nail to another. I started college classes, and dedicate part of reading too, I began to drink, have fun, hang out and disappoint once again. Strange how a person whom you know poquitÃsimo time with a single act, one sentence you can return to the past. That was, I thought a clove of 18 would drive a nail 28, and I just realized that 10 years apart are not absolutely nothing, his mind was the same, the same attitudes, or perhaps the problem is me I? And I'm just the same stupid always.
is it possible that a couple of weeks back the Andrea me before, as you may see Mr. Dancer in each person, or perhaps I crossed the wrong people.
I hide the world again, I hide my, smoking became my best friend and
alcohol is to become the next Saturday full of nicotine, alcohol, guys who can not remember and forgotten moments simply because the whiskey is what is running this whole story.
hide my feelings, do not prove anything and just say "everything is fine" smile without feeling & I forgot to say go! I know it is not.
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