DARK TALE / DARK NIGHT

Tal vez vou falar besteira, mas ta bem... hoje e um dia pra decir o que eu quera.
"Daripat was sick and tired. More sick than tired, with all the bullshit around. Why me, why me- repeated in her head while was walking alone by the streets at night, vomiting all her rage, all her pain, all her sadness and tears, all the alcohol in her veins. He told me once: "agora sei porque ninguem pode apaixonarse por vc." What a fuckin bad night. What was she doing there, in a place where she doesn't belongs, with pretty people, with style and stuff? She didn't really knew, but her fuckin' heart... always her fuckin' heart. FDP! all that guys that tryed to hurt me and then i had to run away from them and they didn't care if i was ok or not.
She didn't understand what happened this time. Everything were slowly and good, step by step, with the better guy that she could be. But suddenly happened again. She was alone, alone and sad, alone and scared. Something is wrong with me, something is wrong and i don't know what exactly. Pliz, guys, don't break my heart again. Pliz tell to the rest of them what is wrong with me before i can fall in love with the next. The fuckin' dramatic girl look to herslef at night and she was really scared. For first time in her life she hadn't super powers and any body could hurt her. Not second chances, the way is already dirty. You can't walk for the same place without get dirty. And always remember: i look prettier on the distance. The dark same story in her life, so bored, so desolated. And suddenly a sound of smart words in her head: BETTER GO IT ALONE. Yes!!! that's it. Now is time to sleep, sweet silly daripat. The new day will bring new airs and winds."