Oh well,yes I do regret. I regret everything,because I can't stand painful things. I'm not brave. I'm only a frightened person who can't smoke a cigarette without fainting. I need to lay down and stop thinking. Maybe thinking too much is killing me.
Sometimes I'm over the moon and sometimes I'm dowm into dumps.
Maybe for you all these sentences don't make sense but they make it for me.
I can't wait for going out this place,'cause I think is the guilty. Maybe I am the guilty of my pain. But I won't hate me.
