The way to see this...
It's way to normal.

A job, a mate, a pc, a guitar, a car...

Way to normal...

But, we dream about it.

My father gave me a TV for Christmas, and 2 colognes...
Some kind of secret message, maybe that I stink...
lol...

Here has been pretty cold 10ºC... For us, deeply cold.

I read this diary, and I'm scared...

I didn't remember this...

Well... Hopefully I kill that sick Fabian.
Or just hid it?

DisorderRatingParanoid:ModerateSchizoid:HighSchizotypal:ModerateAntisocial:ModerateBorderline:ModerateHistrionic:LowNarcissistic:ModerateAvoidant:Very HighDependent:HighObsessive-Compulsive:High
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DisorderRatingParanoid:HighSchizoid:HighSchizotypal:HighAntisocial:HighBorderline:Very HighHistrionic:ModerateNarcissistic:ModerateAvoidant:LowDependent:LowObsessive-Compulsive:High
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I'm sooooooo tired.
Sooooooo, sooooooo tired.
Ssoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo tired.
That I don´t have a fucking idea of why I am here... Doing nothing, and resisting me to sleep.

I don´t know...
I keep myself busy.
And I am not at all satisfied.

People just chats about what they think exciting... And when they do, they think they rule the world... Only a few are born to do it... Why do everyone thinks in the equality of capabilities between humans..? I guess that this only gives me the reason about what I always think: We only do things because someone told us about our lives.

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