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I someone ever ask for a meaning of what's life... Well, I would say that life is like a boomerang, because whatever you do, throw away, let go and try to forget... Always return no matter how. People say that love is just like that. And now I don't even want to ask if it's true, but there's something I sure about... Sometimes our life's boomerang comes back so strongly that it hit us for a moment and challenges us to get up, and throw it away again, to be better, to grow up and mature, to live with out fear or regret.
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Fucking stupid day...



What a looser I am. The last Weekend I got the chance of doing something with my friends y I didn't want to, but now everybody has something to do and I am gonna be the only fool here who's gonna stay at home. Two girls are gonna get out, another two girls are having a birthday party, another one I don't what the fuck it's gonna do of her life, and I am gonna lay in bed like a stupid trying to get some sleep so the day can go faster. And the worse part it's that I don't wanna get out because I don't have anything to wear, nobody wanna go shopping. I am very angry, tired, with pain and I want to cry and tell everybody go to the hell. Been teenager it's costing my happiness.
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You see my problem is this, I'm dreaming away wishing that heroes they truly exist. I cry, watching the days, can't you see i'm a fool in so many ways. But to lose all my senses, that is just so typically me.
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Why me?



Get happy and depressed so fast it's like having two diferents lifes, for example, with the people I love, and they love me, it's like the only thing I've got it's desapoiment and everything goes badly, no one really love me, so I walk away, I should try to spend more time with them. Before, everything seems so easy, yes, I had this problems as well, but, I was myself, and people liked it, now, I think I'm a scared person, scared to say something out of place, scared of been myself because it's afraid of people's thoughts, and I can tell that that it's not alright, no one likes it. I know that I will be myself again when I get used to this new world, but, ¿What could happend if I never get used to it? ¿I will live in a world which the only thing I care about it's fictitious world till I finish highschool? It's so much time, this year must be the best but it's not. I have very low self-esteem, and you must be thinking, she a model, what she's saying it's bullshit. But you should know this, not all models are egocentric and superficial,  we're just living our dream, we're just like you, we're not always happy, sometimes we are, but sometimes we're not. I wanna go back to my world, my friends want me to go back. But my body and my soul contradict my mind and don't let me. I choose been in front the computer writing about the most beautiful series instead of chat with friends and make some news. And the worst part it's that I want it, but I'm weak, this seems like an adicction, and I can't get out. Should I get some help? I'm afraid, what if something really bad it's going on with me? That can arruin my life. I wanna go out of this world, I will put this in my mind, like a aim, because as I remember, everything I proposed, I did it. This is rare, five minutes ago I was so sad, and now, I feel powerful, able to do anything I want...


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Look kid

You told me that you only loved me,
you told me thar you would make very happy,
you laughed when you saw me cry,
it was the beginning of a story without end.
You promised me a new world and I believed you,
you promised me the moon and the sky for me,
You told me a chinese story with out sense,
you were ending before you start.

Look kid, I don't you name,
I don't know who are you, or what you want,
Oh honney, I can not remember,
where I've seen those black eyes before, but still I cant remember that face,
from another time when I loved you.

You confused lies and truth,
you confused be my friend with love,
I wrote your name on the seashore,
that the tide was in charge of erasing it.

Look kid, I don't you name,
I don't know who are you, or what you want,
Oh honney, I can not remember,
where I've seen those black eyes before, but still I cant remember that face,
from another time when I loved you.

Look kid, I don't you name,
I don't know who are you, or what you want,
Oh honney, I can not remember,
where I've seen those black eyes before, but still I cant remember that face,
from another time when I used to love you.

You told me that you only loved me, you told me thar you would make very happy.


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