As I looked back on a seemingly unending journey I commenced years ago, I found myself in an ocean of memories. The days that I hurt the most, became my fonte of strength for the cruel and real world. The days I laughed now seem like a distant dream and I no longer remember the faces of those who made me smile. The dreams that I chase has come this far and now I already see it as a part of my life. My dreams are daunting but are the only thing that keeps me going.
A lot of te may be wondering da now as to what this person here is even talking about... well it's just my escape from the reality that I am Scrivere here. I am certainly not sad o depressed just someone who loves to Amore but don't know how to express letting others misunderstand. while the best thing about this site remains the secret of my identity.