teach me to love, in christmas i will have a new microphone so i going to

sing...

a song full of screamings, a not exact tempo, hard and low sounds... and a poetic letter of sufering

and today im dramatic cause im alone again, but now i dont feel that sad, I feel more empty cause i cry before, im anticipated to everything and It isnt was me, but thats nothing very important to u probably

just... wanna sleep and make a master piece of music in the final song...

i dont know how to continue after that, then I will see