Preface

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A lot of people ask us to follow blindly our hearts. Believing in a simple love story and always associated with a happy ending. But that's not the truth.

Love is a question of luck, there are too many factors that can influence a good and stable relationship to something that you wish you've never had.  And at the end, our tear gain life, filling us continuously, moulding us. And you stand there, wishing to disappear, with the tip of a gun at the top of your mouth. 

And you cry. 

Cry because you want to disappear, want your pain to vanish, although you still believe that everything is fine... but the truth... the truth is that is not and will never be. 

So you breathe for the last time and presses the trigger.

So you breathe for the last time and presses the trigger

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