Correa Es Un Buffon

y passed these section of my life with the doctor like thirty sessions ago so I wont have a setback.
The noise had reach my room I still was shirtless in search for a shirt but I was also kind of distracted with Emily’s visit. She was already drunk when she came in I was trying to help her and took her to the bathroom we she literally vomit everywhere it was disgusting my perfume for thenight would be vomit #5. She really hasn’t change, Emily and I were close since we grow up together even thou we barely talked she and I have many secrets together that why we had a strong bong. She told me that she was feeling depressing and if she wanted to go back to our all habits. I told her I was done experimenting life and trying too many new things and she told if I had any happy pills left Itold her I didn’t and when to the bathroom to try to clean something from these mess. I came back from the bathroom really with the idea that this party was going to be boring and I won’t go out to the backyard and greed everyone. I saw my desk opened like a shark ready to attack but I was so sacred and it was it the stupid thing had the same combination she took four pills.

Day 10
I woke upfrom all the wind, I could barely open my eyes with the sun just was coming out. I slept all night in the grass about to 200 meters from my house. I was in the floor with Emily I was kind of sacred because I was shirtless and my head didn’t hurt so I must haven’t had anything to drink or any pills. I was really happy I didn’t do anything and Emily was just sleeping then I run fast to my room andwhen through the service stairs to not make noise or find anyone. I got to my room and I when to the magic box and hid it forever I was just tried for all the trouble that box had brought to me everyone I knew.

Day 11
The dinner was for by grandpa I really did love him a lot I haven’t seen him in like 8 months but I am sure he loves me very much. He lived in the tallest building in the citybut he was really considering moving because he got dizzying very often and he wasn’t as young when he built the building. He also visits the hospital every two months so he never spends time in the city anymore. He still is has a very depressive face from my grandmother’s death. People say he his better now but I know for fact that his life is just over why because we used to talk almosteveryday and I always visited him before my accident let’s call it like that. I was in the mall at 8pm eating in the food court knowing that all my family was already in the penthouse having dinner with the family who meant relative long distance relative and close friends and then people who weren’t close but were from the government or associate with the company. My grandpa always had the mostextravagant parties in the city he was clearly known for that too. I was eating Kentucky fried chicken I guess I always did that when I was depressive and after I ate I was more depressive because I felt all greasy inside but happy because I did like the taste of cheap oil with artificial chicken I guess your thinking I have a weird way of thinking but sometimes its better to leave things in the way theyare. I headed down the stairs of the mall I was wearing a plain white shirt with tight black jeans and blue converse if anyone saw me who knew me would be very surprise from my face expression to the clothes I was wearing. Lets say I never dress like that; I mostly dressed up like in a cover of GQ or Details. Even if I was just buying water I took more time dressing up then buying water. Goingback to my point I took a taxi in the mall for the downtown it is never safe to get taxis in my city but I did was I trying to prove something that I was brave or something I don’t know. The taxi was going in the normal speed I told him where it was a I think he charge me twice of what he was going to. Then I just left him with the change I saw I pocket in my jeans and I had a cigarettes package...