After you meet darkness, after you meet lightness, you don't want to lose it... Some may say what I do is wrong, some may say what I do is not wrong. But honestly I think I'm just being honest with me, and the truth is that I don't really like this place, I mean, Almost everything to me is here, but, I want to change that, whoever reads this might be forgotten someday, so I don't care if you read this or not. And I may make some mistakes, lots of them, but... nevermind, everything eventually fades.

I spent a month at Vancouver, and I must say is the place I'd like to live... I think it's the place I could feel comfortable, at least more comfortable than here, where everyone stares at you and if you do something wrong blame will fall upon your skin, The drops silently fall across the land, and then disappear, like us. I want to meet the sun, rising above the mountains to fight the demons of the sky and fail... falling away, and eaten by the sea shrine, just to recover and try again the next day like if nothing happened the day before.

I am wrong, I should not criticize the things I have, in fact, I think I'm really grateful for the things I have, the friends I have, the place where I live, because if it wasn't this way, I wouldn't fight to hard to reach my goals, striving for a home, where I can find someone and together begin a new story, rebooting the coils of my life, we may meet again soon, I think it is the best to understand wether side is better and retrieve the shine that darkens your door, the portrait that hastens our lives.

I know the thing I wrote just before is a little bit confusing, I'm sorry I just wrote whatever fell into my mind, I'm also sorry for all my grammatical mistakes and all the things I may have said to you, I'm sorry, but this is the first farewell, like a script, I think this part could be called "Farewell No 1" instead of weekly leak, but anyway, I have a quote for the week ^^

"...And he's a man who hides from all the binds in a mess of fading lines, there's a tangled thread inside his head with nothing on either end..." - from MY MIRROR SPEAKS by DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE

thanKs