Still cant believe yesterday happen.

Those things are not supposed to happen in my family, you know?

Fuck her.

I see it as a before and after, you know?

Maybe when im older I look back at this and see it as my turning point.

Who knows?

The way it is all coming out now, this one was for the best.

I'll never believe that this happened because of that night. Sure, I fucked up, I do it a lot, but this wasnt because of that. The way you are now, I think its safe to say that you dont need me anymore, and there was no way I could change that. This was inevitable and thats my saving grace. This is a good thing after all.

So I'll cut the crying and the moping.

I love you, and I miss you already.

And Ill remember to smile when I see you.

And then I'll turn my head away.

(Thank you.)

And with this post, lets hope that this story is over, not because I want it to be over, but because, like she said, and I begin to understand now, its for the best.

Im sorry.

Lets just pack everything and go somewhere we can be alone.

I miss you.

I miss the old days.

I miss life being easy.

(I miss writing.)

My mother slapped me in the face today.

I guess that, after today, everything that I had planned for the vacations is pretty much over.

Shiiit.

And the Inters too.

Is this one really happening?

Is it too little, too late?

Am I already beyond your forgiveness?

Dont you see that I'm at least trying?

Is it a little too late to ask?

If it is, well, I dont care, I'll do it anyway.

So ,please, just show a little bit of faith in me.