For me you are an enigma

Don't need you to tell me what i'm gonna do. Don't need your support. Don't need your pieces of advice. Don't need your phone calls. Don't need your regrets. Don't need your apologizes. Don't need your love. Don't need your care. Don't need your tenderness. Don't need you. Big enough, strong enough. Go away or stay, for me it's the same ...

72 hours

She's dead. Never gonna forget her, never wanted to, never gonna forget the day she died, sometimes wanted to. She's dead, he's dead too. The future's bright. The past is accepted. The present is lived. Don't care. Don't see. Don't ask. Don't answer. Don't hear. Don't call.
See only what wanna see. Be only what wanna be.

Fuck, yeah !

Lately i feel so fuckin' good...i'm much more confident and things are going so well...even the little things that make me yell are funny in the end. And the attached video gives me strenght and makes me feel alive and dance...it's just perfect !

Regrets and mistakes and memories made

Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?

I don't know many things, I'm not smart enough, I get into trouble, i do shitty things, i do mistakes, i push people away even if i need them...i'm not even close to perfection...i'm a totally mess, but i am who i am and this is probably the only thing i'm not gonna change cuz i may want to change some parts at me, but the essence will always remain the same...why? it's simple : cuz if i change the essence, i won't be me ever again, i won't have a personality, thoughts and opinions...i'll be just a lost person, with no soul. I regret so many things that sometimes i just wanna start a new life...and when i think about it, at the meaning of a new life, i have second thoughts and think that if i didn't get through so many things and mistakes, i wouldn't be tough now and i wouldn't be able to face the reality that comes. Too bad that there is this mentality of humans , to gossip about everything and to give a shit about you...they don't care at all about you and your life, they know nothing about you, oh, but they love to gossip and to criticise every single thing, without knowing the reason for which you did that thing. And this is why, no matter what you do, you have to keep your head straight and give a shit about gossips, to fuck everyone who messes with you, to stop carring about what people may think about a specific thing. In the end, you die with you and yourself, no one else...so why to worry about something?