Salento, half of my holidays and more ... serenity. Because when you are well desired by all, you feel it, they accept you as you are ...
I was lucky, I found wonderful people, quiet, available ...
Florence is my life, I dare not think of a life that is this ... nn now I go on vacation and when I get back, move to the new system as well as improves the quality the study and reduce the paranoia. I want to be better than that, become more independent, slowly try to compensate me for all they have done for me, I'm sorry I can not say that my real life is in Genoa, but the situation was unbearable, I suffer still too often that I get back. The air of that place has become too heavy, do not get me wrong, I want a world of good to my family ... but well, I do not live, and nn is for victims ... is that it hurts me to see things as they are and not just on the one hand, both ... I can not find me in the middle of a crossfire whenever I go home.
Florence is my new real home ... because it is Only my ... is my bomb shelter, a house is being built slowly ... study for hours, then I will work, I will have to make myself totally independent and live better.
Solitude, my demon, every now and then come back to me ... in moments of thought. When I think of what I left behind to become what I am, I realize that in the end I always searched for independence ... Even as a child. My demon traveling with me, sometimes comes and sometimes not ... but when you see me, because I completely wraps to protect myself from the world.
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