Is there always ao many doubts in the life? Or just me?
It is so easy to be lifeless, following the pattern everyday trying hard to maintain a normal life…
It’s cold in Paris even in summer, and I am so lost. When I’m a teen I’ve never had a teen’s life, never been so eager about a warm familly. Like I’ve been frozen in my world, by myself. Now it’s the wake up and I feel that I’ve missed so many in my life.
