Old.
This is something that can destroy. Something sometimes helps, sometimes doesn't give hope. I don't know what to think. Hatred? No no no. Something else. You think you did well? Thought about yourself. I thought that I am egotist. Remember that your happiness is inversely proportional to the mine. I don't pretend. I don't wish you all the best. You were afraid, remember? Do you remember what? I remember. Unfortunately. Some words don't allow me to think rationally. Then I would have thought that the same meet me twice. Again, the same thing. I trust you. I am too naive. I know that now. I'm not changing. Unfortunately. Sometimes I regret that I am who I am. Sometimes I cry because it seems to me that it didn't happen a second time to me something so beautiful. Sometimes I hope for a better tomorrow. But that hope quickly disappears when I recall the old times. I know I shouldn't do that. Remind me to smile, please.
I bought a dress.
It is beautiful. However, I am not happy
see you
Btw. sorry for mistakes