My life's a mess. No Nanda, no guitar, no piano, no pizza, no cool hair, no perfect body, no Jimmy Choo shoes, no Tous bag, no cool watch, no Guess Glasses... But, there's still some reasons to live... My friends and my family.
I know I'll miss her 'till the end, but what can I do? I'm just standing here, writing in a blog, about my soul sister Nanda... again, missing her and crying inside of me with my broken heart screaming and kicking my chest. Why? I don't know. But every time I write, I remember her... So I write about her, again and again. This doesn't even make sense, but I don't care! I love her, I miss her, I want her... I just have to wait.