who read these letters believe that I'm leaving ... I read so much of the writings of red diary ... Ended a period of fantasies ... which certainly filled me with memories flashing playful and sincere ... still do not know about me, I might take a hundred years to figure out that life made me this way ... The fragility of man silenced every day by the barbarity Sagást ... everything is a competition ... until the mate is competitive ... but there is no feeling ... Do not want to feel empty ... I do not want ... Laj
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