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Like all the best families, we have our share of eccentricities, of impetuous and wayward youngsters and of family disagreements.
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Thursday, October 29, 2009


I hate the way things are right now. You are being unfair to me, my dear God. Do you really love seeing me suffer? I don't know how to handle all this shit that you're giving me.

Do you know how much tears I've cried every single night?

Do you know how much I'm suffering right now?

I'm carrying this damn thing here. There's a lot of emotions going on. Can't you understand? I have to deal with it and pretend everything's ok when it's obviously not. I'm feeling the pressure. I need to think about my feelings, my loved ones, the innocence ones and you, my dear God. No one understands that. I'm helpless. I don't know who to turn to. I don't even know what to do.

I just want my life back. To be normal. 

Who can I talk to? It's no point, right. No one just don't fucking understand. Or maybe I'm just dumb. Stupid Nina, right?

When someone talk to me, they enter the world of emotion. And anger does not solve anything.

I just want comfort, my dear God.

Even if I can't solve this shit, I just want to feel good. I want to feel that I'm not alone in this situation. At this point of time, I want to be listened. Nothing more. No nagging. No scolding. No nothing. I just want to be listened. Just to be listened...




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