i truly detest knowing that sometimes i talk way to much. the worst bit is when you know you cant avoid it, or actually cant or wont shut up or change towards silence and then some pissant comes along and remarks how extremely talkative you are in the most patronizing voice.
these accusations_: that which are true, and acutely enlarge that which you are trying to change about yourself .....
result in an appalling ice cold shot of hard core tequila up the arse.( osea por lo tanto) in a horrible feeling of dispair.
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One does what one can...
Aunque a veces es mas claro un momento de silencio que todas las palabras del mundo; quizá solo tengas mucho que decir.
Antes vine, pero con otro nombre, espero me recibas de nuevo.
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