Allirion

just don't know in what category to put it... and just wanted to write something in a journal... I wrote this a long time, but this mood, doesn't leave me... it is as if you want to be someone who you should be, but you can't... and... I hope I translated it correctly... Love... and Depression... "Sometimes she leaves quiet, almost inaudible... Sometimes she hysterics... Sometimes she promises, always remember you... Sometimes she doesn't want to see you never... Sometimes... " Just sat there, as if waiting for his awakening, she is quiet assembled, and left the room... But he didn't sleep... he heard as she stood outside