Hoy mi perro destrozo su colchon, que le habian comprado para que duerma, asi de maricon es. Y encima lo rompio.
Anyway, hoy es sabado y no tengo ganas de salir, pero tampoco tengo ganas de que todo siga igual, asi tan comun. No me resigno a tener una vida comun, como que todas estas cosas que...flashes of light, images in my head, like polaroids, keep coming and coming, and they are like nothing Ive seen, nothing. You may think they are memories, well they are not.
Its like they are showing me, how it could be if....if
Its hard to let it all out. To let it all go.
What if they are like little goldfishes...they cant breathe outside.