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It does not happen to other

It'll hurt!

I wrong!

I kidding total. I fart floss. I cracked the match, I trimmed beans, a spider in my drawer, knitted dandelions by the root, burnt skin of the bear until you have eaten. It's the end. The abyss, the abyss, decay, nothingness, the Big Bang, the night after the light.

My god it's horrible.

What happens to me is horrible, unjust, unspeakable, atrocious, intolerable, overwhelming.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH



We always say - Oh, that will not happen to me, it has NO chance to happen.

- I'm not scared, I am surrounded by my family loves me, my friends, friends of the evening, everywhere I go, I make the guys who go to kiss in Paris I recently spent in Paris last. I am a PEI-NARD.Je what.

- I take my precautions, even when I do not want. I force myself sometimes.

- When I let go, there are always people to remind me to order. To not let me sink.

It is believed that this ALWAYS happens to others.

error.

We hear rumors,:

- Ah, you know, but blablabla
Machine - No!?!
- If I assure. It happened suddenly. And presto, more rien.Ca a shock.

Flippant, but it feels shelters. You say "not me"! "Impossible!

And Ben, unfortunately, it is completely safe. The evil is there, watching. And once you're hit, it's over, ruined, finished. You'll never be the same. You, your habits, your friends, you change your life, face, your body changes. You are definitely someone else.

And we are ashamed, you feel dirty.

You feel dirty.

You feel lost.

I chose this blog to talk about my problem, because I have overcome the shame and nobody dares talk about it. My beloved readers

, my love, my faithful, my immense regret to announce that for some months now. ... No I can not.

Okay, go. I go there.

Ohhhh. It's hard!

Holy shit, I got sober. There.