Once I was afraid of loneliness, I was afraid like a bad storm, under which you would not want to ever find. Afraid to try something before I believe it is a double defeat: you miss the opportunity and the new one is afraid of the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing afraid. Do you believe that your friends will run away one day, you and only you will not have someone to spend your time, you will not know with whom to share, your family will be referred back to the nest and the nest that welcomes you every evening to return. The thought becomes an obsession and led to the paranoid, those fears unwarranted in which we find ourselves confronted, born the most absurd aspects of his character during adolescence and weaknesses strength.
Plasmati hard to scratch that wealth of experience.
Yet, it may be something that changes the course of things and puts you ahead of yourself.
is not a monster hiding under the bed or the old lady of the night, is knowing that one more of how you might not ever. When you miss when you emotions, when you live or if you decide not to, when digested, make love or choose not to love him, not love, when you want even more of his body, your body, when hit and when slides far away ... you, only you do it, starts with you, from your head from your endorphins.
The others are others, not you. 'll Feel so great one day, an official only by your fear of not quite hear or feel too much and too fast. They call it belly or reason, for some the other one for the other. Others collect your joy or your loss but they are there, in a mirror projection of what you want is for you.
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