I'm very stressed and the inspiration took vacations... The the day after tomorrow will be my thesis defense and I'm on the verge of collapse and I only ask to end this week... I feel a little bit sad, I want to talk to someone, but I can't find his soul... How much I hate to miss someone who behaves as an autistic, I'm tired of waiting for answers, I think I'm losing hope...
Look at the cloudy sky and try to imagine what would you do when the rain begins to fall. I would walk in the the street as my hands dance with raindrops...
Bianka
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