Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Old Men Pleasure Themselves







It's hard when people you thought you have on your side makes you change the concept that these people had . In my case, I have already fierce cling to that rock, which to lean. Only two or three (only those that I remember, if not, few others) are willing to offer a shoulder, to hear my story, this tragicomedy that has already become my day to day (disappointing, no doubt).
What I come to say is that I have been forced out of my world where only I owned, where I was preoccupied.
a while since I've gotten past that. It is roughly realize you can not trust anyone, it is true that friends counted on the fingers of one hand, and many of those friends thought I have sold, changed, forgotten and / or transferred in exchange for a brownie (those damn bastards chocolate).
And this is affecting other relationships, I become suspicious, suspicious ... I've never been.
I do not know much about these rolls sloppy, but fuck!, I met a guy who prefers to give you the pain in the ass to him rather than to others.
Please, do not want to end up again in a fetal position, crying, lying on the couch and repenting.
I know if my teddy was aware Marley would say the same y. .. Oh, God! Who has that shot in the head toy? (I've been myself).
I'm digressing ... I'm sick and tired of having to meet the expectations of others.
I want this to work, so from now officially, completely step of my thoughts.
Sorry but the seats of thoughts that embitter the existence are covered for the next thousand years. Stay away from my life, my scalp ... and stay away from my purple extensions!

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