So, this post is in english just to make it a little bit difficult for you, my only two readers, to understand it,.
I have fallen in the glory tombs, i want to runaway, believe it is not true, i want to be happy, is it so hard to me?.
Why spend so many time in searching, picking, watching, looking just to screw it all?, to believe in impossibles? Why i can't see what i'm made of? i'm no relationship material, i'm a gamer, i'm a nerd, i'm a geek, just like the wizard in Die Hard 4, or the always reminded Condor, or the old TSRH clan, i no matter to anyone, i'm made to play, to go beyond the game, because, as linkin park said with extaordinary accuracy, "but in the end... it doesn't even matter"
never matters
if you are a good guy, it doesn't matter,
if you keep looking for her, it doesn't matter,
if you fight with your family, it doesn't matter...
Fuck Teacher beltrán when he convinced me of "being sociable" i do not now who is the bigger asshole, he for what he said or i because i believed it...
Fuck everybody, happiness is not made for me...
