Los hombrecillos de blanco que todo lo alivian. Cómo desearía que acudieran a mí con tanta rapidez. Que tomen el camino del tobogán y se deslicen por él hasta conseguir llegar a lo más profundo, atravesando cada rincón que deban y terminen en mi lugar. Porque los necesito para que me ayuden con este dolor.
Esos hombrecillos de blanco nunca fallan. ¿Por qué no han llegado aún? Los necesito.
¿Debería ir a buscarlos? Me parece haber visto a unos por ahí. Pero debo ser cuidadosa al elegirlos. Porque si elijo mal, cualquiera puede tomarme y llevarme lejos, allá donde no habrá más necesidad de ellos, allá donde el dolor ya no los llama.
but why we can't even feel free to say that we are a completely mess without being scolded.
i'm having those days where you just feel like you can't win. i wanna stay here in my comfort zone. i don't want something strange in my life but i can't make it work without let a new begin in to my life.
actually i need to do it, i need to make it happen because if not then i'm gonna be called like the others and that sux and people ask you about your future every time and you don't have a nice answer, something great enough to make them happy. people shout at you without even knowing how much you're trying. and that sux.
so i need some changes because of them, because of me, because of mine, but at the same time i don't know what i am doing.
people can be assholes out there and i don't want to be next to them or maybe i don't know... become like them? so is this grow up? i never realized how hard could be when you're an adult.
and the time has no mercy.
everything changes and they expect changes from you too. but what is this?
future looks like an amazing diamond, a big one, and i can't afford it.
