We Are Normal and Self-Controlled.

A title that may change and a short sad story about someone who couldn't take it anymore.

      Now is all blurred. Reality and fantasy, all mixed up in a dangerous way. I couldn't find what was wrong and what was right. He did it, I did it, but was that really important?

      Just a delicate cut, slow and deep. Separating problems in two, but we didn't care. And as soon as the consequences dripped in my skin, I couldn't care less.