Jesus

He takes my time, but I don't mind! 😊

Oh YEAH!!!!

But I'm trying to find my way... ;)

I need your love. honey

https://youtu.be/HaC0s-FP-r4

Nothing is gonna change my world...

Today I realized that most people do really care about themselves only...
Doesn't matter how much you say you like them or how much care you do about their  feelings, it's all individualism nowadays for most of the people, it's  like,  you are welcome to my life but touch nothing please.
But Beat me, hate me, judge me, because comes a time that you don't see bad things as bad things anymore.
Even when bad things happens to you, you realized that's is what makes you  in what you really are.
It's all ordeals, probation, experiences.
There is no lost in life, if is not blessing, it's lesson.

Going mad??

I think the biggest misconception about me is that people really don't know who I really am.
But most of them act as they know. 

I am just crazy person who can

 get along sometimes. 

Memories...

Most of times, I dreamed about it.

Other times it was the smallest of things.

Some distinct smells.

The sound of the kids playing outside.

The bright of the sunshine on my arms.

The sound of the trees leafs do when is windy.

Small things, really small things.

That's when the memories came rushing back.

I can feel my mind going far way back and I can't do it anything to stop it. 

And I can't understand why.

I've always wondered what would've happened if I hadn't gotten there that day.

But fate, like life, is unpredictable. 

You never really know where you're going to.

You never know who you're gonna meet. 

Nobody is perfect and when memories of our past come, it's really easy to second guess ourselves.

Are there things that we did that we regret?

Or things that we didn't do that we wish we had? 

I feel.

I love.

I hurt.

I cry, but no ones really knows what is truly in our hearts.

No one don't get it, do they?

I'd rather die than have anyone know.

I want to break free.

Horrible night, 

Horrible nightmares.

I could feel the pain under my skin after waking up, 

I could hear the sound of the glasses breaking. 

Only after I opened my eyes, everything stopped and I realized that was just a bad dream. 

People say that we should leave the past in the past, 

but they don't say how the past should stay there. 

It's keeping reminding me that is there, doesn't matter how much harder I try to forget. 

It's keeping coming every night, the past don't let me go.