Je ne suis pas ici, je suis là-bas(?).
I have now fled.
Yesterday, he told me to deal with this as if I now simply have good memories of a late person, like he was doing. As he was telling to keep the good, I stopped listening and I infered: I was just murdered, someone killed me.
Então ele me enxerga como um cadáver. Que belo insight!
Acho que estava mais distante que os 1673 km que vou percorrer agora.
So I’m giving they my best gift: I’m leaving town.
Não retorno.
Farewell, oh, homeland!
Everything that comes to a as good belongs to you.
Para quem quer saber algo sobre Personalidade Borderline, vá aqui: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Borderline_personality_disorder.
Mas lembre: In Wiki We Don't Trust

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