1:49 p.m.

And I know that you're coming here just because you need help. You'll not need me in happy situations and you'll leave me. It always goes like this and it's my fault. I like to help people but I always have the illusion of become their friend. I don't act like a friend, but like a therapyst that desperately need to talk and would like to meet someone who could madicate me after I help him/her