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From an anonymous .. Amelie

Y quién soy yo para decirte nada... qué derecho tengo.. si cuando a mí me dicen me quedostill in my dark room ..
and sadness that I am supposed to see a photo of the cuts on his arm .. and scars on my accompany me until I die, reminding me that once, long ago .. I decided to die ..
do not know sometimes I think I'm crazy, that what's inside my head .. prff .. so to say "never let me be happy." or my friends .. or my partner (I tp I have a healthy relationship, unjustified jealousy consumes me .. I burn, I have too much imagination .. and in my case, is bad. Therefore, I feel guilty. How I disfrtar something I do not deserve? Yes but I say yes I deserve it, do not I stop hurting? If I triedlet by mistrust, and behave well with it .. but my dependence on it makes me weak .. Listen carefully .. that he was unfaithful to me leave my .. and not left me, all I got was to do harm to another person who did not deserve it .. and know that was a fact that all my life regret. The other option I had was trying to change I commit and trust, even though I try I can not, CAN NOT! it is clear that I am well .. and know you know why you mistrust? for fear .. but all I get is me suffer I misma.Lo out there, is what not let me change. Nevermore have felt "protagonist" of my life, I alwaysI am the friend of the protagonist from any number of those that's on TV and I always think I'm the girl who leaves the boy to go with the protagonist, and in real life I always think it's going to meet another girl you'll like it better than I, will love it and I will. I feel that I am horrible .. and now I feel really stupid for telling you all this and I know I can not pursing anything if I can not even aportármelo myself ... but at the same time I feel relieved because the sight that I saw this by chance, because it certainly was just looking for a picture of Amelie to put her avatar, I do not know .. me about "my" made me to write here what evervent .. say .. more so because neither I nor you know you know me and therefore will only be a hidden memory in memory ..
Anyway thanks for letting me vent on your blog without consent yours ... $
greeting