one hand is a kind of catharsis, expiation of demons. small. Imnmaduro, cowardly, or simply 'odd' with the appropriate hue.
not want to think about 'need' as 'hate' and 'want', big words, not absolute ... not how to feel. I have not written a catalog of top ... But so seldom put into practice at all ... no, no, that's another way ... "No message", I say!
I apologize for things small (small ...), coming from me or not, things that I have not dared to say. My insecurity generates twisted mind, insecurity that makes skid ends with the few words I managed to put one after another ... yet my gestures, my words and noises. Sorry for when you do not know what I'm saying, do not know out of my many things. Do not look to hojos, titubeary run. Envy, admire you, paralyze and frighten you.
Because both know, little things, trivial or not, unbalanced in many ways ... it paralyzes me and myself, being aware of it makes it even more, and I like to think I think too, in empty words, another way that could clog or how much I appreciate all that you are part of this framework, the peúeñas things or not, life, you, the small all. Every grain of sand ...
be so naive to think not, and will not be easy to be and make their way into the unknown ... not how to end these words, just because ... I'm coming, little by little ... see you tomorrow or not, but we are, were, is ... go, it's beautiful! are only little words, or not. Moving, blowing ... Thanks!
not want to think about 'need' as 'hate' and 'want', big words, not absolute ... not how to feel. I have not written a catalog of top ... But so seldom put into practice at all ... no, no, that's another way ... "No message", I say!
I apologize for things small (small ...), coming from me or not, things that I have not dared to say. My insecurity generates twisted mind, insecurity that makes skid ends with the few words I managed to put one after another ... yet my gestures, my words and noises. Sorry for when you do not know what I'm saying, do not know out of my many things. Do not look to hojos, titubeary run. Envy, admire you, paralyze and frighten you.
Because both know, little things, trivial or not, unbalanced in many ways ... it paralyzes me and myself, being aware of it makes it even more, and I like to think I think too, in empty words, another way that could clog or how much I appreciate all that you are part of this framework, the peúeñas things or not, life, you, the small all. Every grain of sand ...
be so naive to think not, and will not be easy to be and make their way into the unknown ... not how to end these words, just because ... I'm coming, little by little ... see you tomorrow or not, but we are, were, is ... go, it's beautiful! are only little words, or not. Moving, blowing ... Thanks!
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