This year it's the 15th anniversary of my mom's death. 15 fucking years. I was so young...
I'm just asking to May to be nice with me this year, please. I don't like you and sure you don't like me but we must to be nice with each other.
Just one time.
Also the 22nd of this month I've the test. I'm hating it with all myself. I stopped to have social life. Work, study, sleep and start again.
I'm already tired.
