I always think about my mind as a movie, I can pause, I can rewind or slow down any details I want. Everytime is quite different, but I think everything’s gonna be all right this time. That’s my wish. That’s my purpose. Since I was a kid, I always thought about myself as a Peter Pan, and almost every second my skin reminds me this. Once I grew up, things didn’t change. And I’ve been facing all the consequences of this way of thinking and this behavior. Now I had enough of this shit. Am I coming all the way back to ask myself every kind of these stupid questions? No, now it’s time to shut my mouth and never waste any fucking breath. I don’t need a shoulder to cry on. I don’t need anyone telling me that things are gonna get better. I lost myself so many times and I’m not losing myself again. True happiness can only be achieved through sacrifice and I sacrificed myself too many times, every step of the way. It’s time for me to do what I love to do. It is said that you can’t change who people are without destroying who they were. Can anybody remember the chaos theory? ..the butterfly effect is the sensitive dependence on initial conditions in which a small change in one state of a system can result in large differences in a later state. Well. Seasons change, moods change, maybe we can’t truly change inside…but our approach to life may change. Everyday, every minute, every damn second. It has been said something as small as the flutter of a butterfly’s wing can ultimately cause a typhoon halfway around the world. Well, I don’t want anyone to stab the sky with thunderbolts, but… it does look like rain.