sandra

whenever i have broke up with some guy it was because he tried to change me. so when he said something like: you should cut you hair and try to wear more trousers than skirts or you should make this or that differently ... that was and still remains a deal breaker. for me it means that im not the person he loves or even cares about. yes, the changes can be in my benefit but than it wouldt be me anymore. i will be someone else, someone better probably, not myself anymore. here i am this is me. love me or go away. and it hurts more than the bloody line on my leg, it hurts more than a punch into the stomach, because it came from the person who i thought was closest to me. and i can not bare to have him touch me anymore, because he will be hurtful all the way.

v istom bode som si povedala, ze to uz nikdy nechcem zazit. naposledy to bolo ponizujuce, nesmierne bolestive. nebol na mna dobry a nechcel mi urobit dobre. dokonca mi ublizil a par dni po tom som si nachadzala na nohavickach krv. ale potom prisiel ten druhy. potom ako som ja roztiahla jeho, nezne... potom co som cakala na to, kedy urobi ten krok on. nuž ano, vzdy to trochu boli, no potom to bolo iné, intímne, dolezite, bolo to citit, ze si to vazi, ze to vnima tak silno ako ja.

Pre mňa stratil akúkoľvek hodnotu ako človek... Po tom všetkom čo pre neho urobili moji rodičia... takto sa odvďačil... Peter píše: ahoj posielala si mi nieco? Sandra píše: Nie. Peter píše: mal som tu neaky balicek Peter píše: co nove doma posli neake fotos. :* Sandra píše: Som myslela, že sa najprv ospravedlníš, za to čo si narozprával o tom ako som ja dostala na školu a o tom ako moj otec skáče ako mu moja mama píska.