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Of Love and paranoia [XVIII]

I sat on the washing machine as it once did, I used to do it alone and drunk, was solved my anger and my pain. I'm not sure why things have gotten out of control "?, Perhaps are predictions that have not been fulfilled and make me nervous, it's like walking on jelly medium materialize, sometimes you go down, but you can come to the surface struggling a little. You say things and wonder if the swings do not miss my laughter at night, I cried silently and seems not to matter to anyone, I'm useless and I fall often, I have problems when I walk alone.