However, since the end of my last relationship, I changed a lot, my clothes, my personality, my style, my art, just everything.

some people seem to qualify me as an emo boy, others as someone in need of attention, that I did not very funny but I think they are right, and changed a lot, lot, maybe I say emo, because I'm always depressed, sad, i I have no desire to talk to anyone.

To tell the truth is that my last relationship, I leave a big hole in me, as a cannon, or a guided missile, the point is, that my mood is not the same, the point is that the person who does not want to mention, not cause problems, and really hope he does not read any of this, it hurts me in the most cruel I never felt.

Not his fault, just did what his heart told him as I do at times, he soon will have someone else, I know, I can guarantee that, in killing me slowly, but I can guarantee that, since that person already exists, and I know they are already trying, the only thing that bothers me is that even think of it as a good kind and gentle person, and I die of desire, to hate him for being himself.

I know this is my fault for not being enough, not to be what he wanted, it hurts, it hurts too much.
I'm not afraid to put this here, for the simple reason that he does not read, I am more than sure that this new illusion, is more than enough to keep away from people like me.

my greatest pain is that he tells me whenever he can, he wants to have something with me in the future, but I know that is nothing but a lie, because I never thought about it having yiff, with this new person, not once, but several, not the number but I guarantee that while they do that, my ghost never crosses his mind, it hurts to know that I live such a false hope.

to him: You're killing me, and not even know it, if you want me out of your life, do it not torture me and do it fast, because if I can still be something as low as your your dessert, go with him, kiss, Love him, and I really hope you are as happy as I intended to be whit you, and you do not keep promise love, in the future, while this is killing me, do not play with fire.

and if you get the idea, to get back with me, do not promise or future I can not guarantee, while belaying my suffering in this moment.

I'm not afraid to put this here, for the simple reason that he does not read, I am more than sure that this new illusion, is more than enough to keep away from people like me.

my greatest pain is that he tells me whenever he can, he wants to have something with me in the future, but I know that is nothing but a lie, because I never thought about it having yiff, with this new person, not once, but several, not the number but I guarantee that while they do that, my ghost never crosses his mind, it hurts to know that I live such a false hope.

**** You're killing me, and not even know it, if you want me out of your life, do not torture me and do it fast, because if I can still be something as low as your your dessert, go with him, kiss, Love him, and I really hope you are as happy as I intended to be, and you do not keep promise love, in the future, while this is killing me, do not play with fire.

and if you get the idea, to get back with me, just do it,i don't care about mi problems if i have you whit me, and i dont care to see you just a minutes at day,do not promise or future if you can not guarantee, while belaying my suffering in this moment.

That's all I can say is that no one will read, and I know nobody will answer to the suffering of this animal, especially one person who I love, is that writing was totally, useless and unnecessary.

but just in the case you actually read this thanks for stop by and see mi problems...