It’s almost 3 am. I’m in Mallorca, visiting my father and my two little sisters (two and eight years old), with my brother and my nephew. I fucking love my family. More than happy, I feel completed. Everybody went to sleep hours ago, but I got obsessed with a Bach’s St. Mathwes Passion’s aria (So ist mein Jesus num…) and suddenly missed so much Angelica (Liddell), I couldn’t atop crying.
I really love summer.
I am drunk. I miss you Angélica, write me back. Please.
I was such an asshole! I was young and stupid. Maybe now I’m getting older, but I’m still so stupid. I’m so sorry my love!!! I’m so sorry…