I will dissapear for you. Letters, photos, what is that? When you wake up in the morning and you realise that is one big joke. You decide with me. You are gone. Far away. So dont fucking regret! You want this so be there! And stop tell me that you want me. Fucking promises. I'm done. So hold on and be happy. My last words to you 02.02.2014. I wish you the best.