We all want to be happy ... everyone has the full right to this, but why not go for us? I was never enough for what I had ... I have always felt some sort of emptiness, and still is so. I have a guy whose I love, I have nowhere to sleep, I eat what I work ... but so what? The fact that it is someone to hug at night does not resolve the issue and will never solve. The guy never will become my whole world, will always be only its part. The odd thing is how to give your child enough candy bar and watch as his face lights up with happiness. I think really are the simplest things jakpiekniejszcze and perhaps most rejoice. In general, what is happening to us from around the world pzestajemy to notice that we cease to see that we can not enjoy themselves so from what surrounds us and what we have, and yet we have so many. And lose ourselves in what we lack, we close in on itself and separates from the world. We are a masochistic genre ... and I wonder Will I ever be change.
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