What hurts the most?

So guys I will appreciate your valuable help to answer this question:

What hurts the most?

a) That your blog has become so fucking boreing that nobody drops a line;

b) That you have run out of "inspiration" (it means the skill to write any shit on this blog whatever it is);

c) The fact that you are loosing interest in the bloody blog 'cause nobody is interested in it (something you had already expected);

d) A lethal combination of all three above mentioned issues.

The answer is: WHO THE FUCK CARES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I know what are you thinking: Sweety stick your stupid questions in your queer ass, it's your own fucking business whatever happens to your damn blog, and go fucking away , I'm bussy doing something better than answering your stupid questions! You get it?? Well indeed I get it, any way curious as I may be I just wanted to know your opinion about this fact, but don't worry I've got the message and I promisse stop asking questions (at least in this post).

So I may resume one of my former posts here in this blog when I was just...

Oh shit, you're such a jerk mate, it's a nightmare!!!!

No wait, give me a couple of lines and you'll see is not so bad this time

Oohhh...what the hell you dumbass, just go ahead but please this time BE brief!

Iwill, I promise. So I may resume Jesus sake you have already said that!!!!!! The point is that I was blaming the fact of being gay for messing up my whole life and then it seemed to be a contradiction when in my first post I was saying I wanted to erase the whole past and then a few posts ahead I was sounding a little nostalgic of my past hum, so...? Well I have to clear it out.

Indeed everything was going OK until my coming out day, from that moment on everything got weird, odd and confused. Was it necessary to mess it up? Actually no, but it happened, or better to say I did it. And here is it that my whole blog comes to a coherent point I'm damn dying to hear it I want to get rid of the past confusion: good and bad, the beginning of a carrer and the mess caused by a fag, the looses and the profits of that mess, ups and downs, I just want to make tabula rasa of the past Oh the genius speaks french! and concentrate only on the present situation without thinking that there was a past no matter how good or bad it was, only the current present should have a meaning. That's it, THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT!!!

So, do I get my second chane or do I get my second chance?

Dude get a life, I have to twitt fucking Lady Gaga, see you...