i was in my grandpa´s house, i just stared drawing them, even i was happy there, i was sad inside, for the ending season it´s about to come. life begins and ends, i guess that´s the way it always has been.
my sister never gets to my grandpa´s, i guess for her it´s more important friends than family, i don´t even blame her, she got issues. As a old brother i just advice her that wasn´t cool she wasn´t there, i knew she wouldn´t even be humble to face it, and she started the drama: crying, yelling she is right.
i don´t blame her. blaming her would fit me in her place.
this days i have think about life, where it begins and where it ends, didn´t get to any point. i just realize family was the only important. they are your only link with your past and probably your only way to the future.
nothing really matters, love it´s all we need.
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