I hate to being this.

I hate to being this kind of "self". All I want is in my dreams, but I don't know why, I can't do anything for them. I want to being a different life everyday... but is that posible, with this kind of self? I'm scared they could think about me... I don't feel that I'm in a good way rightnow. Lately, I've just been here, deep in the internet, making nothing good but reading. I know I could be that kind of "self" that I want, that I dream of... but where is the fucking damn desire of? I don't know. I want to be an different person... I really want to go out and make to myself something else, someone else, someone that is deep inside this fucking fat and mindless courage. .... ... .. . I will try to write again, because I've left it long time ago... It's been 4 years already.