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Last published Sat, Mar 26, 2016
Nu!Moartea nu e soluția!Trebuie sa imi duc la sfârșit planul!Nu pot sa părăsesc totul acum,părinții mei se bazează pe mine!Si acum,ce?Degeaba încerc!Nu voi reusi.El s-a îndepărtat,nu vrea sa ma vada,nu mai exist pentru el!Ma doare!Ma doare sufletul atunci cand il vad de mana cu altele!Dar,stiu ca nu am nicio sansa!Sunt un eșec,o greșeala,o pierdere de vreme.Nu mai am pe nimeni langa mine!Sau poate am?De cand a aparut el M-am schimbat!Poate el ma ajuta....
Te crezii urata, inutila, proasta, singura, cea care strica totul.... Te rog opreste.te din a crede asta....Stiu cum e..Dar Nu mai crede asta despre tine, esti minunata frumoasa unii Nu ar putea trai fara tine..... Nimeni Nu e perfect...asa ca gandeste.te la calitatile tale (chiar Daca crezi ca Nu Ai, crede.ma Ai) uita de defecte toata lumea are defecte si probleme Dar important este cum treci peste ele asta arata Ce fel de persoana esti....Cand simti ca Nu mai poti gandeste.te la toate calitatile si persoanele care tin la tine Toate sunteti perfecte asa cum sunteti...deci va rog nu mai bagati in seama toate gurile rele...acele persoane sunt doar geloase...voi sunteti perfecte,asta credeam pana acum cand a apărut el..."anonimul" meu....
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