I should really end it up. Nothing makes sense anymore. Life is hard and I feel so weak right know…I don’t want to fight, I don’t want to destroy anyone but myself. I don’t have responsability, my friends are making me sick and I love you so much that hurts, baby angel. You’re stupid and balky, but I love you. And I love him. I love so many things, I don’t want to die and leave you all with the unstoppable time. I want to see the eyes of my kids, I want to see my own smile in the futuro, but I can’t deal with it anymore. I can’t fight, can’t you see? Someone have to save me but noone notice me. You have to give me some drugs, they’ll make me wanna breath cause the alcohol lost its effect. Just kiss me and make it all right. I have the strange feeling that even when you kiss me I want to die. I don’t want to eat, I don’t want to be fat, I just want to see my bones in a fucking coffin.