"Sport is pure. are the people who make it impure "

hours understand much more than this phrase to me was that a few weeks ago.

All put yourself in one thing. What happens is that this change in the way that you do not like. then why not change lots. that's bad? We care about you and you do not want this thing goes on. hoping. then at some point you realize that now is inevitable, and then begin to try to fartene a reason. is not easy, it takes time to absorb the blow. no? slowly. then at a certain point, suddenly, something happens absurd. against you. and you do that? well .. say what you think. perhaps would not have done. and suffer silently what you think an injustice. fact is that even come away completely from that thing where you had put everything yourself.

rabbia.tristezza.amarezza.delusione.
absence.

Exhausted, and find a fortune to have around. there is someone you are close. free. just because it feels to do so. and then, exhausted, we entrust to them. put by all. principles. pride. anger. Strangely, after weeks of quiet effort, and find that it's easy, because thanks to these people, you've focused things from a different point of view. clings to you confidence that if someone is trying to do something good for you, perhaps the road is.

openly acknowledge your mistakes. monsters and positive desire for change.

the happy ending automatic, however, is only in fairy tales and in films. in reltà you can also find people who give you hope, but then you want to humiliate. privately and publicly.

This is sad.

about all this, for having done "polemic" on a thing you wanted with all myself and especially after having said that I regret having done?