I just feel, you know, bored. Everything in my life is boring: I have good friends, of course, but it's like I'm in a bubble. I know that there are people hurted out there, people that would prefer living my boring, normal life instead of theirs. But this feeling doesn't go away that easily, because this endless everyday routine is killing me. I have to go out of the system, of the normality, the banality of real life. I try to escape with books where the characters have life more interesting than mine but I can't going on this way. I have to do something crazy, just to define myself. I can't let it win.

"Oh shit, I'm right!"