Summary Balance After early days
Nazco (although I do not remember documented about it) on August 10, 1985 in a hospital with no problems, second child of young parents, but beware, not penalty. Grow educated in a happy family until the death of my grandfather, which I just became aware, at which point everything begins to crack. My parents "pop" no longer get along and discuss and discuss, but I'm happy in my world because I do not logically imply. My parents just every man for himself and me from here to there, while playing video games my whole childhood, that if a promising artistic future as a poet or artist. Suddenly I have 15 years and my studies are into a tailspin by the call of the world outside of school. Without realizing it I stopped writing poetry and draw, but despite all live in a world full of magic. My mother died from an overdose of antidepressants and alcohol health, but luckily I making my life a fortress against the pains and bad feelings, that protects me from anything that might hurt me and I cry tears 7 and move on, living with my father which I am the only thing in the world. From my strength of mind begins to shape a world of wonder inspired by a fantastic vision and Metaforce the real world. I hope in this world without hope, true love. True love comes, but is not returned, so after a Platonic absolute happiness comes a painful collapse that no one notices, even I, unless I think of it before bedtime. Months after them overcome fears, pains and literature to re-think about love and after a brief flirtation beautiful dreams and realities live a wonderful relationship that becomes what I always wanted to be: a kind self, happy, fearless and capable of anything. But the relationship ends and after a couple of months of pain, self-deception, acceptance and doubts just become who I am today ... whatever it is that. Welcome
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