A menos que prefieras decirme Anita la Huerfanita.
I guess hating someone is your way of telling them you loved so much the pain is just too much to bare.
Even if they don’t want to hear it. Even if they can’t handle it. Even if they keep hurting you in ways they would never understand.
I really wish it would all stop being about you. All my thoughts, all my ideas, all my inspiration, all my love, all my hate.
I got caught up in the fiction of my own story. All the lies I told you that I didn’t even know they were lies. Or maybe I did, maybe I just started to believe them too.
One would think that with all that’s happened to me in the last months I would stop screwing it up so bad, but I haven’t. I a human after all.
How can I make it better after seven years of lies?
Keep your head up. Keep your heart strong.
Be truthful. Always. No matter what the consequences are. Today we took a huge step and I’m so proud of us.