The weekend is over, as I spent the day today, very fast passed, and all the same nothing has changed, as if I know what will happen tomorrow, everyone told us no one knows what will happen tomorrow, but for me remains the same, the difference is, once I was able to save a bit of hope though that false, dark, but now that I'm not expecting anything else,
The past will always haunt poor, lives in the future, although many said, we live in the future rather than in the past, but I think the future because we've lived in the past.The past that I live is not for anyone else, I'm not sure who my real parents, my life as if I was full of mysteries that are difficult to solve, I served until adulthood I still can not find what I want, and what is the purpose of my life,Until I got older, I try to achieve a dream that I've been buried, with great difficulty, my biggest dream was destroyed by the hands of foster parents themselves, they do not understand what I wanted, but they showed the wrong way, until finally I walked in the darkness and grabbed the hand that guided the wrong streets,
And so I today, which has been destroyed, destroyed by the hand of a human hand, the promise of love and beauty, loyalty, security of life in the future.And I innocently, sitting still follow where fate brought me, with the hope that one day what they promised it would be real, it was all just entertainment while when they need me as a complement to his imagination, a complement to life, without me knowing my life has been exploited by them from starting their own parents, to a man who I thought was everything, that I thought would protect me from the new life that I knew,Until finally I realized, I was lulled in life turns out is a dream, a dream so beautiful, a promising future life, and I just sat quietly with my folly, believing all the bullshit...And finally it hit me when he had destroyed them all, he cast me as useless junk.This past couple of years back I went through,And it's enough to make me feel dead, thank god you have to wake me, even now I still do not feel anything, but I'll try to stand at the foot of which is limping, the pain is difficult to cure,enough to make me learn that life is more bad. I have taught my two daughters, no parent wants to destroy their children, but my parents have ruined me, until fate led me down the wrong arms man, who haunts the lives of my future.God I would not blame anyone who, God gives us the strength to walk at the foot of the already crippled, the endless waiting, the suffering is not over yet, but I'm sure behind all of this you have kept a secret life for me and my two daughters.Past the turn off all sense of confidence in me to love and loyalty, past which made me quite understand what it means to fake a smile, past which makes me cry every time I open my eyes, past which makes me understand how cruel human beings, past that made me do not want to live for the future,Past that makes me feel sick to breathe.Past that makes me not believe in the future~~~~~ Jasmine
