luz despida

I have lived a half-life so far. Half-loved, half-talented, half-friend, half everything and now I'm sick of it but I don't want it all, I want the opposite of that, I want absence, absence of everything, I want it to stop hurting all the time, I want to go back to that place I had 5/6 years ago when there were nothing but promises of a future but this time without even that.

Percebo perfeitamente, Joana. Bom descanso.