Ingenuity.
Well ... I know I have no time to write (assuming that it got started and just as two entries) but this is tremendous, and I have to remove it. And it took several people, but I have stuck inside, something that is a rage ... growing at all times.
see, today was in the mall with a group of ... known to that and I can not call friends. Then my cell phone was in my bag, and even I felt because I had my hands on him, but at any moment was not. No one passed us by, nobody and no one came close to being completely strange, and half the group was suddenly just disappeared. What happens? I know I say that bad, but for me it is not, I know that one of them was my cell phone.
And maybe to say I'm too much stuff, but my anger is not that I have taken a good material, my anger is based on a person to which I thought was someone worthy of trust I have done that, I've seen face ... of silly, I know, I've taken some míoy of value. And I was afraid. I was afraid of scolding from my parents, I was afraid to put bad for my fault, I was afraid not to return to have more than my usual output, but most of all I realized that the world is slag. Today no one is good, that today we must be bad for survival, I realized things that hurt me, because today was a terrible day in its entirety.
Letmotiv "? Suffer. "Letmotiv? Realize who are you and who does not. Now I know that I only trust people who have always been with me there in the friendships of years, these people should trust the rest ... not worth it, and, definitely. Today I leave to be confident, now stop being clueless, now let all this anger because I have this face gives ease in front of people makes me ashamed of myself, because they laughed in my face, because he did not take seriously what I might have felt ... it ruined the image I had.
But it does not matter, I know that with that kind of people I should not join, and I thank God that it was the phone and not something more serious. Now I know I need to filter the people surrounding me, I now know I can not live in a bubble, now I know I should not trust anyone, only my family and people who have been so many years and so many trips with me. Now I know that I try to pierce the heart of all, that does not betray me like this, because making fun of me in my face is a betrayal, and I get angry with me for having this damn stupid face, the damn idea naive that all are equal and that all around me are good people.
This may not nobody read it, but typing it makes me feel so good ...
