There is no other way to explain this but to say the most honest truth.
I am starting this blog  (which I got it done by myself in 2 days – YEAH!) out of anger and sadness.

Yesterday I had to do something that I didn’t want to do. I do not hurt friends. That is just something I don’t do. I watch over people, specially the people I love. Living at a place that isn’t yours is hard. Rules change, people play games, distort things, manipulate and hurt others.

Life is a bitch, and sometimes, to get what they want, people will forget  -not care- about others feelings. I feel powerless, trapped and hurt.

By hurting someone I love, I hurt myself.

Even tho I believe this is clear to him -I’ve said it 1000 times-, I feel the need to do it again: Matty, I am sorry. You are a great person/friend and I’d never  want to hurt you. Not even when you go out with all this online sluts

Ugh, this blog is going to be interesting. I already feel better after typing this… I haven’t had anything to eat in 2 days. Wired on coffee. I need  a fucking life for real.

Thanks for reading all this nonsense, at least now I have a “house of my own” where I can do what I want… and it’s this site
Love + Light,
Anthony Vanity <3