“Y yo que pensaba que no me importaba que una carícia puede borar el color de mi cuidad…” – “And I thought that it didn’t matter to me that just one touch could erase the colors of my city…” (Gotan Project)

It’s not his fault that I have lost myself. Everyone has one’s own role in the world. He simply plays his part. It was me who pushed myself beyond the precipice. I fell into the darkness on my own. I got naked and followed his steps. The world of the obsession has no mercy: you forget yourself. You cut yourself into little pieces till there is nothing left except shame and humiliation. It is not love. It is not passion. It is lust.


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