I was talking with my mom right now and she told me that she gave away my Tuqui. I lost, AGAIN, something dear to me. I didn't hug him for a last time...

I hate to be in this f***ing country. I hate to loose everything over and over again.l Why I can't be normal?

I'm so f***ing angry. And this is something totally different from what I was originally angry.

I think I'll take a pill for sleeping and be numb again.