you are a sweet lady

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Quien no comprende una mirada tampoco lo hara con una larga explicacion........

This one is a misteriously tricky one, and a great way to test my english skills, apparently!

_{S.K. would surely KILL ME if he knew I´ve used an adverb so quickly, of course that is if he even care about it}

All I can think about what you wrote is that someone is not paying enough attention to you, if any, and you´re SO freakin´ mad about it that in the rage-o-meter you would score a 10 "I´mnotgonnaspeaktoyouanymore"

All I can say is the same advice I told you long, long time ago: you can do better. You have an awful taste when it comes down to choosing boys and in many ways I would recommend you to become a nun, but I can´t ignore the fact that I know your heart needs to find two strong arms to embrace and take care of it.
Just remember, there are metaphorical strong arms, so don´t pick insensitive idiots who are willing to jump onto your ass at first glance! Cool guys are assholes with a cellphone who think they can rule the world mounted on their oversized, penis-like ego!

That being said, You must know that the solution doesn´t rely on going on with a shy, silent, easy going boy. Why? Because they´re boring, dull, uninteresnting, and, the worst thing, the only thing that makes an easy going guy different from an oversized, penis like bastard is they are afraid do it! That´s right, good boys tend to be good just because they're a bunch of cowards.

So, discard the good ones, and also the motherf*ckers. What´s left?

What´s left?















_{you idiot.}




























































Look for a brave heart! All the problems resides in the fact that most of the people you´re gonna meet is afraid! cool guys need to dominate because they´re great? NO! It´s just an image, an ilusion. They think they´re great and everyone around them buys it, so the ilusion persist. But deep inside, there is nothing. There is nothing but air inside a pair of nike tenis. The good, silent, nice , easy going guys are even worst, because they don´t even dare to think they could be nothing but worthless. Most perverts are in this category, if you know what I mean.

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_{Lo nuestro no puede ser, a vos te gusta el Chavo y a mi C.S.I.}

A Brave Heart is... Mel Gibson? Bad joke, I know.

You must search a Brave Heart, and it´s not an easy task. Luckily, they´re recognizable at first look.

Una persona valiente es sincera, ante todo, y de corazón noble, aunque pueda generar caos a su paso. Sabe lo que quiere y lo defiende a capa y espada, y nunca le dicen lo que tiene que sentir o realizar, sino que siempre, siempre elige de corazón. Es sensible pero racional, cuida a los que quiere, es humano con los demás, y detiene a los que agreden.
Sabe que el ser humano es el valor más alto en esta tierra, pero no es un santurrón. No se porta como la sociedad dictamina que debe portarse, si no quiere no usa frac. Sabe que los corazones no saben de leyes, y que es más importante un llamado a medianoche que chocolates y rosas en fechas de aniversario. Está, aunque siempre este de viaje. Sabe hablar, y escuchar. Te recuerda que sos unico cuando conversas, y te trata como tal. Tiene miedo, pero no tiene miedo al miedo. Si quisiera, puede volar, porque una persona valiente nunca, pero nunca se detiene:

"Una persona valiente es aquella que elije por amor la torre a la que quiere buscar, se lleva consigo a todos los que lo quieran acompañar o hayan elegido destino similar, ayuda a los caidos en el camino, y no deja que nada ni nadie se interponga en su camino"

Solo una persona valiente puede amar

Now i´m gonna shut my noise hole up, and leave you with your thinkings.

Good luck!

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_{Lo nuestro no puede ser, a vos te gusta el Chavo y a mi C.S.I.}

me preguntaste si era odio.
te dije que no.
y esa misma tarde, escuche esta cancion que hacia mas de un año que no venia, porque no la podia escuchar.
no hay como las coincidencias, especialmente since there is no such thing.

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¿Y si te digo que tengo chocolate?

hush....hush....
it´s been a long time since the last oversized, penis-like bastard took off for good, and i am glad. and i am over it all.
and as i am aware it is over at last, i know it is my duty to myself to burn all remainig bridges that can possibly lead to the slightest trace of a memory.
because i need to let go.
i am done with oversized penis-like bastards, i am done with THAT oversized penis-like bastard (and i´ve been over that for almost two years now), bust just as a kind reminder...this song.
i was asked if i hated him and i was shocked to find out my answer was no.
there is no place for hate inside of me and i dont know how that happened, but it did, and i pretend it to stay that way.
i just wouldnt turn around if he went across my way while one of my walks downtown.
and so, i can rest.
it doesnt hurt anymore.

i am not looking for anything or anyone to fill any void. i found happiness because i know what i want in life. and that should be enough for now.

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¿Y si te digo que tengo chocolate?

Me hiciste acordar a Rolando.
(y eso sabes muy bien a donde me lleva)
ay, de torres y valor.
si dijera algo mas, seguro estaria de mas.

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¿Y si te digo que tengo chocolate?