I miss you, my dear unknown person.-

I think about you sometimes. Do you think about me sometimes too? I miss real love sometimes, did you find real love in your life? Sometimes I'd like to call you and talk, but after a few minutes I realize that it would be sensless... sometimes I would like to see you, to hang out and have fun, but after a while I think...what's the point? I don't miss you, I miss the real feelings...my dear unknown person.

Just like that favorite song says:

"Fragile, seems I opened up to quick

and all my dreams were woken up

I slowly lost my fight

with every single man a river cried

I HAD NO SENSATION, COMPLETELY NUMB I FELT NO SATISFACTION

I thought no one could ever get me high again

I swear I was not looking

I've waited so long,

I thought the real thing was a fake,

I THINK IT IS a tool to break me down...."

Chocolate, Kylie.