I will be decent for a moment and obviaré many stupid things, because being as honest as possible as you read this you fail to understand the pressure may be useless, inept, useless, misleading and pride that covers me . I am facing a screen that gives me even more drowsy and with no light in the room, a soft melody in the background and trying to keep the mind in one place, unleashing a storm coming from the innermost winds of wrath , arrechera, impotence and so many issues that perhaps you do not mind, but now every click is compensated bad vibe, which is wrinkled a list of good intentions.
A standing behind a row that I thought had long since passed and I was not only exceeded but also sobered by each in the past I could get both hands and lost in the distance while ignoring everything that smile I do not want to know now, but now I can not help but think, analyze, compare and draw inferences from what I find in a few millimeters declined to collapse in a Dark Age - which already exists and is crippling a better existence. Now, I try to sleep with full peace of mind, try not to say "I miss you," I will (and will comply at once), "I will leave everything without problems" ...
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bad or good, it matters a heck it is, insastifacción in many areas especially for the advance, because if one assumes that there is a question you want and meet great! I would not be writing more but a poem dedicated to the decaying brain, lethargy of missing love, I adore you, I can put your name here and praise a lot, give advice of a utopian relationship and inevitable chaos that keep the for life, ah sure! and sex according to my criteria, and this is not the case, read the most banal of a psychosomatic power. I can imagine your face, nose like a compass pointing this nonsense, of course, yes, as well as foreign @ @ dubitativ, for that is very funny to me.
It does not work might be for various reasons, almost always end up with some metaphor positivist, smiling and even fantasy, although very real in my mind. Freedom is what you want out, tap, fill a glass ceiling and thrown away, breaking rules and exparcir ... any desire that is restricted and in my case handcuffed and helpless for reasons unknown to me. You may have the answer - I can tutear Would you? In short, I did, "although I am quite eclipsed for many things that are not austere bases that are really compelling, I think I would be useless explanations, words, your phrases encouraging I honestly ask a coup, why not leave me pronuniar not the first bad word in the nose for blood I wake in the "disabilities" to imagine or even better in the jaw and lower teeth feel together with the jaw busting my skull coming then gravity also respond to my request with more broken ground.
Why can not I hit me? I really am a masochist, I prefer the unexpected, do not pretend to be so stupid as to prepare all a drama for me on the canvas.
breathe easy, I know that you might have excited the punch, usually looking for any means stress.
I want to clarify that I do not forget that you miss me, you're in the distance waiting for answers in a few paragraphs until you hear my voice, a second opinion, option, alternative to understand and know in my abstraction is not very transparent. Nor can I delete it from your mind your emails, letters, emanating absence and the time you come here looking for the novelty lies in a secret corner of property.
maladapted social'm on the ellipse where some claim that faces strangely moody and think I will integrate some day, then I'm leaving tracks fleeing back to my sole, leave a safe air for themselves in their aroma is suffocation , words that I will hear the vacuum, thus winning the time to believe I'm walking backwards, because I understood and I'm not going to that destination. My heart pulls me right ...
