
Yeaaaah everyone, I hope you are well. These days I am much to take care of myself, my training mode, rap, soccer, dance. I do not know what to say but I have so much to tell. Dreams over me, and I know that someday I will realize a. I have just emerged from a period of my life very paradoxical that I would like to forget very quickly. As I often say, somehow I'm glad the suffering is the only evidence of its reality. The reality .. The reality is a big shit, very big and you make good shit to forget your dreams. Vises always the moon because if you miss you will land may be among the stars. Hoping to fall upon a star, I want to rebuild my life. Start from scratch, changed city, country, continent! My relatives tell me that I too am a dreamer too. The dream is one of my ambitions in life is impossible to achieve her dreams I know, but capture the ephemeral and yes, I advance Mr. Crow comes slowly but surely. The ideas I have are, but I lack the financial means. The money is the only means of survival. When I'd be recognized as someone good (I do not like this phrase but) when I would take a big head because I know that glory will I forget all my problems of youth and certain head of me sticks in my life. The glory is not glory MA! (Pun TV presenter Magloire: P) Some people comprising a me not because they do not really know me. The thought that art marketing. I remember the quote from my favorite poet: Oscar Wilde who said, "Ambition is the last refuge of failure." The life of a man is not measured by how he lived, but rather by what he has managed to accomplish before his death. In retrospect, my life has been a succession of failures .. A good story is that depending on the final turn of events, the latest twist. Failures must be regarded as mere entertainment. These are only tests that build capacity. I lived believing it .. And in exchange, I vowed to do something so extraordinary that he would forget all my failures .. And I will die in exceptional man. Peace
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