I tired, you know. Tired. I went there and installed a small button of 'fucking everybody'. No, he did not. Neither you, Carol. It is about life, with my father, my mother too. Make me depressed. They all. I want to scream! I want to die, I don't know. I want to throw between the arms of Cláudio and stay there. The whole life. He is so perfect, so cute. I love him. I think I need to surround myself a lot of people love. Without bag to live, without bag you continue with patience. WITHOUT bag. Baah.