I was a child I dreamed to repair toys. I did change when they became a bit 'old, for example, barbie dolls were the subject of my tests to be a hairdresser, and when we broke up, I liked to fix them. his grandfather had taught me: he always told me that when a toy is broken you should never throw it away, until you have tried to put it back in again, because the other side of the world there are children's dolls and toy cars do not people who do not even have the kitchen and saucers and play using only their imagination and invent. since those times I had at heart this kind of situation, I wanted to help all those children in despair. and this fixes rather than throw everything into the bin, as did my friends. I raged when My mother did go away even one foot of kicker barbie, because in the future "I could have been helpful." this mania to adjust and store things without losing them has remained intact: Sometimes I want to bring some 'order, after all the time that has passed, not to throw away of everything that had been among us . but you deserve it? merits that I do my job for the builder, just for you? is not so much for the pain I felt at the end, but the coldness and indifference with which you treat me even if I meet you on the street. here, you do not deserve that I strive for you, maybe at the beginning, yes, maybe even a little 'to the end. but now it's probably best that our streets you are so separate, dramatically. I wonder if you're happy: I would not mind, as I am. Your pain should not have bestowed upon me: I have not done anything but love you from the first smile. and for the first time in my life, not throw it away, but do not fix it either.
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