I write a letter to you, a past Juanmi. Things will never be as you thought, and may your dreams will be broken and in pieces, and you'll want to rebuild bit a bit. But fear not, not all bad. You will have ups and downs, in which you will give up, others will believe the strongest man on earth.
still are small and do not understand these words. Remember that the words hurt, so do yourself immune to gratuitous insults.
mourn not bad, but give importance to every tear. So cries when you drop and spend them properly.
The future that you hope will not be a bed of roses, you have to slowly build the road you'll want to do. It will be a tough road, long, and surely many people will want to be late to reach the goal. But do not worry, insurance that one day will come, so do not rush. The only advice I can give is to "learn at every moment and make the most, because nobody will give back those seconds, those few minutes of life you have." Juanmi
So do not blame yourself for everything you do or what not to do. Grateful to be alive and live.
One last thing. If you notice this, if you write today, it is not for you to avoid what has to happen, what I told you, but a warning. That to me ... to me nobody told me that this life would be so difficult. Small that it seems too easy. So smile, sometimes cry ... but never lose hope. That apart from bad people in this world of good there.
Good luck, Juanmi.
PS: All you have to remember these words: "I hate you." With those words just come to one conclusion: "never amount to anything."
With two words, "I love you", you will learn a lot. But with "I hate you" will not get anything. So be happy, live life, learn from your mistakes and so ... so you'll never be sorry for something.
Because everything, good and bad, whether you laugh as you cry. Everything. Everything ... ...
worth 
...... On the beach ....
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