My marry 26

When my best life time perioud leaves me I know that it’s not the same…

Death isn’t just mouving from one room to another or ending an reletionship… but for me that is good enough to be true….

It wasn’t never what it is now or what it will be tomorow morning… It will e never the same, I’ll be never the same vivid calange searchingm young phisitian and programist, I’ll never revolution for thousents of people including me again or share my dreames and love, in life with no pain until …
Funny that Garsie Marckes wrote about it in one of his books so no, I don’t want to be the damn blue eyed dog. Or traying to gelous of my exes doughter feeling what feel when I know I wasn’t to be on my first in life family vacations with my Shery whem no mom and dad could do tis for e becouse I was born an ophin…
So here I am 25 lost my life and don’t want to continue to the next chapter…

No all my felow men were my age of a few years older, and no I didn’t have many eather but this time mabe I beacame to say mature, or just comlited to many imported thing on my life way, to spea my free life for comiting for something, more than love that an adiction to something that I cant posses as pure as that was for me and no I wasn’t played by an older man as they say, but I wasn’t searching for romantick relations eather… I knew my self then and that I’ll shar all that is me if I’m sharing my time with this one person, just seems to me that a personality you cant copy or obligate, so if that was so fucking perfect what would make me want to search for something other or betted (in the prfetional zone or in the personal) ?!?

Donno it hurts I love to see the sun ….

not I know only depression reports and trying to be cured, so no there is no Reason, to masochistic my self to gray shadow existance. ..

as i think