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Cause I know how it hurts
domingo, 2 de enero de 2011

Sadly, I've lost my confidende to express all the things here, in my blog. Sincerely, I don't know why, being lonely used to inspired me so right, but now it's kinda a silence age. Anyway, I've thought a lot these last weeks about everything, a big part of it is my confidence on people, girls or boys. It's hard to me stand up as I used to, in front of those who think that rule the world. They keep on sucking but doing what they think is right, and me being weak, end up losing mind and doing what I don't know if it's right or wrong, I know I'm way too critical, and sometimes I pretend and try to be perfect, at least honest with myself, and what I think about how life should be carried on; my mind is alright, but at this age most of things are missunderstood, for me. Apart from these, my relationship with boys is alright, I can even have a great talk with them, & have fun, but if we talk about thinking beyong that, I'm scared to death, I'm scared of dating someone who doesn't wait, or gets bored of me; I'm afraid of going out with someone I just like and not love. I know you gotta know somebody well to love them, but I'm scared anyway. I mean I'm not normal in what respects on that, I'm scared of doing things pretty wrong, not being silence but giving away what I shouldn't. I don't trust guys in that way. Let's be friends, but that's it. I need time & trust more. Sush.

sábado, 1 de enero de 2011

Sinceramente, estas últimas semanas no me arrimé por estos lados porque no había nada importante que contar o decir; pero siempre escuchas al pasar, entre el feedback de una charla o sinceramente vos solita te das cuenta que la soledad puede ser sobrestimada tanto como subestimada. ¿De donde podríamos mirarla? Sé que se siente feo, aún peor que cuando estás hecha trizas con miles de personas alrededor tuya, anyway esa es agua de otro pozo. Porque a pesar de todo la soledad puede ser buena como mala, no pienso revelar nada, pero acabo de ver algo que muestra que tan sola no estoy, mi estado es rescatable; a pesar de tener un soundtrack de blog muy adentro mío olvidado. Ya ni sé que digo, pero la soledad es piloteable, no te quejes.
Sé feliz vos, no dejes que te afecte lo que los otros comenten te hagan sentirte mejor o peor.
Seguí la tuya, pero no te hagas el piola.


"Do not gloat over me, my enemy! Though I have fallen, I will rise.
Though I sit in darkness, the Lord will be my light." Micah 7.8

Natalia. UBA freshman. Filmmaker-to-be. Musical theatre student. Fan of life. 22. Old-school girl.


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