Woah o.o Two days ago I was complaining about life to Bob and my bf, saying those depressive things most peoplehave said at least once in their lives, and today I heard two close relatives talking about when they were communists during the brazilian dictatorship, and that she still remembers all the times she was tortured, with electrocution in her intimate parts and stuff, her miscarriages due to those things, and some other things, and then my life started to taste good again ._." It's silly how sometimes we need to be reminded of people's misery to get out of our little personal soap operas ._.





