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by nuhru_1098 Wed Nov 05, 2008 11:41 pmI donīt know whatīs happening to me these days.
The only thing I know is that since hard rain attacked me just at he beginning of this month (november, I think) this has hidden me somewhere. I canīt find myself anywhere. It is as if I had been blown. It is as I didnīt exist anymore.
I have the hopeness that this is a product of my busy life. I donīt wanna live in this way.
Everybody is too much for me. Any smile, any breath, any...
Today I had the necessity to talk to somebody...because nobody understands me at home. Or at least, I must feign to be what Iīm not obviously in my depths. My house is a mess!!!...of feelings, of lost thoughts...
Once upon a time, I was called "emptybody". Why did friends call me such? Why didnīt they help me when they knew that I need to be rescued? Why? I rescued most of them...But life is too hard...
The only thing I know is that since hard rain attacked me just at he beginning of this month (november, I think) this has hidden me somewhere. I canīt find myself anywhere. It is as if I had been blown. It is as I didnīt exist anymore.
I have the hopeness that this is a product of my busy life. I donīt wanna live in this way.
Everybody is too much for me. Any smile, any breath, any...
Today I had the necessity to talk to somebody...because nobody understands me at home. Or at least, I must feign to be what Iīm not obviously in my depths. My house is a mess!!!...of feelings, of lost thoughts...
Once upon a time, I was called "emptybody". Why did friends call me such? Why didnīt they help me when they knew that I need to be rescued? Why? I rescued most of them...But life is too hard...
