Dear Blog,
Today I want to talk about a subject I have very sensitive these days, drugs and love.
Unfortunately he died a few days ago a person close to me for reasons related to excessive drug use in the "party" held that night with your partner. On the morning after the "party" her partner was found dead at his side. That fact and the subsequent reaction of their environment has given me much food for thought.
course I respect any action taken by adults themselves freely, but I want to drop a few questions to air on the issue of hard drugs and uncontrolled use. Let everyone be the answer himself:
- Because it takes one (or many) hard drugs when you're with your partner? places you do not love ya?
- A new love is a re-start ... really need to drag past habits?
- The best option to overcome the death of someone you love is to imitate its last legs? that's all you learn?
- What you do when you love someone and enjoy doing drugs every two, three, six days, or every month until almost falling into a coma? applaud? scold? advise? zoom out so you do not hurt? respectable? get high with him?
- really have to admire that someone hold 3 days of "party" and testing the endurance of your nasal septum?
- Who will pick you up when you can not get up yet?
DRUGS MAKE FRIENDS, THE RENT YOU. AND THEN GO WITH THE WIND TO THE FOLLOWING RAYA
guess this post will not be very popular, I obviously do not care. But I do want to send a message to someone like me, never felt a real desire to "get" in that world: Do not, never pays. If you have a path in life, a goal, will definitely miss or at least divert you for a long time. And if you return to the path that leads to your dreams, you will no longer same as before. Some of you have missed.
once met a dragon, it was big and majestic. Their scales were bright and his claws made you no harm, I caressed. One day, the dragon he met a beautiful black Condor, flying majestically looking for their nest. The Dragon and the Condor became one, everything was flying together to make sense to them. Being different, are equal. One day, the dragon, who seemed indestructible, he engaged in his own desire and fell from the nest. Condor now afraid to fly, but will do so again, hopefully higher, hopefully safer, hopefully not find more brambles no thorns in his path. For though the fruit is tasty and sweet bush can never catch her without at least out bleeding ... Certainly, not know that the dragons do not need to eat brambles to reign in heaven?
Fortunately one way or another ..
DRAGONS NEVER DIE
PD. This post is aimed at those dragons and condors are learning to fly.
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