a new year begins. Today is my birthday!
Gift: I just want to learn to fly.
Alma Cervantes
Tenth commandment not to covet.
All paint better, smells better, at a safe distance. When we do not imply, if only we like the color, shape, packaging. When we do not know of blisters, chafing and aching feet.
All paint much better ... especially if not ours.
Chin Chin by you and me for a year without exchanging a word.
For the words you entered in our history for some time and I discovered by accident the day before yesterday. For my half of the library of books repeated. Because
double or nothing bet. And after all, after all, nothing.
Because as they approach 31 I am still waiting for your message without really knowing why. For those blue eyes that made me lose everything. Chin Chi
for you too. On the opposite.
for me in a taxi with stupid face and a kiss on the lips. For having broken the stomach with blows of nerves. Pitis
For the half, and also lighter. Because we do not smoke.
Of all the things you'll never hear from me, how little we talk and how much we look.
Because maybe another time, another life or another year.
In the weeks avoiding, to the other shaking hands.
Because deep down we're both playing as children, without considering the consequences.
Chin Chin by my failures
That taught me to be who I am, for better or for worse. Because I learned to live not waiting.
That tore my heartfist, which allowed me to redecorate with blows of beers in America, new clothes, hours on the phone and thousands of nights lost in malasaña.
That allowed me to discover that neither can be the worst shipwreck my faith, my principles and my conditions.
Chin chin on my .... That after all I am all I have for ever.
" I die for you "... die for love is definitely passe. I would even say that fidelity is quite outdated.
Perhaps because people insist on staying on your couch wretched refugee but surely. For left / stayed brave few who prefer to wait facing forward to the solitude.
As it turns out that this is a temper tantrum is a cry to the world, a weariness of months accumulated walking a tightrope. Using all my strength not to take the hand that draws me to a double row. Wanting to keep believing in my principles, if not whole menu and main course.
But as usual ... my recurring dark side and my absolute and uncontrollable attraction to the complications and the ups and free falls and above all carpe diem and I removed it bailao. Living
to blow me beat the potato is extremely difficult to continue holding the wall up. Forget that I will kiss you on Friday, which was discontinued on Monday, I had that I have, that I blame him for what the gintonics. I have to dodge the messages, emails and keep swimming upstream .. with the danger of sinking any night at any bar.
skepticaldreamer at a time. I take refuge in the newly released furniture half or two trips to Portugal, I put those words in their pockets and forgetting many more roses, more than candy and more dangerous.
And I begin to wonder at what point I was stuck in this mess ... and most of all I demand to leave, because I sometimes wrinkles the soul, because it is actually a game.
And I've never managed to lose.
Romeo + Juliet Pictures, ultimate movie of my adolescence ... I guess we all fell in love with Romeo at some point.