romanaccio It took a little interesting and fascinating little to get me back, right?
Good. Apparently, the seemingly-sweet-nerds-in-with-game-fixing was not enough to make me feel like a useless idiot not worthy of being on the face of this earth, so we wanted someone to give me the coup de grace, right? And then I found him immediately. BRAVO TO YOU, Liv. If there were an award for the best girl (see? Girl not more) able to self-destruct, it would be mine. To say nothing of the "best idiot to weave lives unnecessarily just to hurt himself by pretending to be someone who is not", this surely would have the absolute primacy. Usual question, same question, same drama. Who am I? Why change? What have I become? Bla.Bla.Bla. It's so high school girl. And I do not want to be a girl's school, not anymore. I want to be A for Awesome, just to mention a movie with a "badass" would take pleasure from that model. And now? Now that he fucks, he, and several guys on earth. And now you change, just like I've said a thousand million times, and a thousand million times a + I never did.
You know what? I'm tired of saying you know what, and I'm tired of having all these actions are so similar to one another and then only ever speak of abstract feelings and films that I make alone. But it is not boring? YES. Livia Count as you are boring!
Over and out, because the action without a purpose are annoying and I know, but I can not do better (or maybe I can, but I just can not change this thing! )
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