torture and none-sense

none sense relationships,
hypocrits,
the pseudointelectual people,
los pacotilla,
y las miles de personas que por pendejez no están juntas. y sí, porqué no? REVUELTAS.
prejuicios,
suposiciones,
estupidez compulsiva -sepuede-
it's not me, it's you...
it's not you, it's me...
why men try to be an asshole instead of dealing with breakups,
the older women,
sabotage,
"i know what i want, but i don't know how to get it".
the needs,
how to get me before you get killed,
the stupid exes
the stupid people thinking about it.
the procastination,
the guy that i met but i quit 'cause i'm an idiot.
the guy who tries to be interesting but actually, he's not.
the girl who thinks she's gorgeous but, the fact is that she's not the beauty pagent queen.
the queen and king of the world.
the stupidity of thinking in losing instead of gaining or what it really is.
why people has to live their lives like that?
no one forces you to live with it if you don't want it to.
so?
why many women stand a jerk?
why many people focus their lives in what they lost and not in what they have?
maybe it's easy for me to think how can i solve this cold cases,
but,
why bother?
brother, sister, friends, YOU... WAKE UP!

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