The End

A long lost friend once told me to stop writing in a notebook I had. But I wasn't sure if it would hurt more to keep or to stop writing. Well, here I am. I did get rid of the damn painful little thing, but now I've got my blog. It's just the same. Things are here 'cause my voice is not loud enough to be heard... My cries are still here, as if they could... Whatever. Well, after a long year trying to make myself heard, I'll listen to those long lost words once more and I'll stop writing. It's true that I still don't know what hurts the most, but I promisse to keep trying. Meanwhile, there's silence.