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I'm baaaaack!!! probably not going to stay but just feel like I must suit this according to the person I am, it has passed a year since I last entered here and I have changed like a lot during that year.

It has been a while...
I've got over many things I didn't saw, I see other things, I like other things, I read other things and listen to other things now.

This blog met Blur but not time enough, this blog saw my "depressive border", this blog didn't saw that I got over Leonardo, this blog didn't saw me finishing my second year and failing at chemistry, this blog didn't saw me taking concience of money, this blog didn't saw my growing as a person, this blog didn't saw my socialist full conversion, this blog didn't saw me learning german, this blog didn't saw my obsession with Hetalia, this blog didn't saw me learning the fact that I'm not the most clever person on earth and should stop the gob about being super "cultured", this blog didn't saw me falling totally in love with Europe especially the north, Scandinavia, this blog didn't saw me with my obsession on learning loads of languages, this blog didn't saw me following world cup and falling in love with the german football selection, this blog didn't saw me being left alone slowly, this blog didn't saw me stepping depper into mental darkness and illness, this blog didn't saw my constant depression as a must, this blog didn't saw my drugs consumerism, this blog didn't saw my sense of admitting that I'm obsessed with myself and my body and all those physical ideals, this blog didn't saw me admitting I suffer from self-hatred, this blog didn't saw me falling in love with my ex-gf again, this blog didn't saw me in my isolation crisis because nobody loves me, this blog didn't saw me having schoolar dissapoitment, this blog didn't saw me hell tired, this blog didn't saw me having lot of work and suffer from anxiety because of the sense of responsability and not wanting to fail, this blog didn't saw me not hanging around, this blog didn't saw me speaking the truth not giving a damn wether people liked it or not, this blog didn't saw me become a totally cynical and a convinced nihilist, this blog didn't saw me becoming a glam-punk kid, this blog didn't saw me writting like possesed, this blog didn't saw me declaring myself a full bibliophile and melomaniac, this blog didn't saw me loving post-punk, this blog didn't saw me as a lover of nordic music, this blog didn't saw me becoming a true musical library, this blog didn't saw me falling in love with Manic Street Preachers, this blog didn't saw me realizing that Richey James Edwards, finally, was THAT PERSON: the role model, the desire of life, the awareness of their sins, yet he's pure as snow to me, yet I so want to see him, yet I so love him.

This blog after so long finally meets with it's owner after almost a year, and can see its owner is different, that it bleeds from new places and that other wounds healed, this blog finally meets the person I became now.