And do you know which is the worst part? Tomorrow.

I don't believe in love. Not sure it really exists, but if it does for some people, it won't for me. 

Guess that I wanted to feel something. Cause it seems that there's something wrong inside me... Something dark, broken, death... And I guess that the only thing to feel something is with pain. Cause pain makes people change. So did I. 

Effy.

[...] y vomitó las mariposas que revoloteaban en su estómago 

Still thinking about that... still crying. 

No words.

And then, something happened. 

I let go. Lost in oblivion. 

Dark and silent and complete. 

I found freedom. 

Losing all hope was freedom.