sometimes


Everything happens, and what happened this past, but these things only happen to me, that these putadas that nobody knows and I keep and do not say, fear? Never Scared of what they say? In fact, people say they do not have to listen to what others tell you but if the opinion of others you care you can do, anything at all anything.

Although it seems that I do not care YOUR Comments not, nobody would care what you say about him, he may resent or so, but annoying, frankly, I was born not pretend to be perfect.

I will not be like the others, simply because it's trendy, what happens if you do not look like the prototype of girl that you are now a rare? What else dress in designer clothes, you poor?

These things make me think if someday mature, you live in a perfect world right? or that you try to convince others because your life really sucks, and you pay with the other, you say that you feel sorry when you insult them, but you give you are worth, going hard, when in reality you broken inside.

Love and Other Lies

Well, they have come and gone, everything happens for something, that something that makes us change always happens, people come and go, but wanted to go back so many times that when he realized I was no longer to tetris played me like every day trying to get the right piece to put everything It was playing as he wanted, but what I do that? and only cared about his friends, if I wanted something that had fought only saw me, I'm fine now, but one day I was not, that day you broke my heart but I pretended it did not bother me that I did not care, but at the time I saw it, I saw it was the more and more happening in the coming but why? bipolarity thought, but if so, why me? , Now we're not friends, we are more than that family and honestly almost prefer it, thinking that one day I could feel something for that primate sometimes makes me doubt my intelligence, now I help him with love, it's my brother and I'm on the good and the bad but does not want

That when he wants I will not be back, that will be clear, but I know this will happen again, but once I fall whit me . Same stone not two, will you with other girls? Of course it is a hummingbird and always will be but I there I can not do anything, just sit back and laugh at what one day could aver past but thankfully did not happen.

Probably go wrong, that day and the next but now I laugh, I laugh because it was so silly, that primate blinded me with her ​blarney , his nature, his way of talking to me and tell me these things and it will not be repeated, those things to which I laughed.

None of my friends would say that today write this, and even I thought I could talk like that but I've matured? maybe either that, or maybe, you found something better than just a primate, a day I will find my prince charming and that day I will write