My Life has became a consumption good I feel like to trash.
I wish I had a successful life, but I didn’t succeed. It’s my fault even though I often felt I did not start fairly my life. Many times I blame You. And You punished me?
How I wish a woman would have believe in me and brought the best out of me. The best of men I would have been. It is too late now.
I will have to wait for my parents to leave first, in a few years, I owe them that.
I will enjoy life the more I can and I will take risks as I have nothing to lose.
What was your plan for bringing me there? Forgive me.
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