Muchas cosas. La primera es que sí alguien lee tu blog. Hablo por mí. me hago cargo. De hecho, estás en mi lista de neuróticos en mi espacio.
Segunda cosa. La revista Libre la rulea. Una vez a la edad de 13 años me encontré una tirada en la calle y me la comí de pe a pa. Recuerdo que en ese número también estaba la tetamantis exhibiendo su vello púbico. Ese mismo año me hice topu.
Tercera cosa. Coincidencias: -De 10 personas que conozco 9 me parecen pelotudos y a 1 la idealizo. Aplauso, beso y medalla.
Cuarta cosa (si no sabés inglés me la corto... genial cita y muy pertinente): "Listen, I know its hard to believe people when they say "I know how you feel". But I actually know how you feel. You see, I was seeing someone back in London. We work for the same newspaper and then I found out that he was also seeing this other girl, Sarah from the circulation department on the 19th floor. Turned out that he was not in love with me like I thought. What I am trying to say is: I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were THAT happy!. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new... And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade."
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Muchas cosas.
La primera es que sí alguien lee tu blog. Hablo por mí. me hago cargo. De hecho, estás en mi lista de neuróticos en mi espacio.
Segunda cosa. La revista Libre la rulea. Una vez a la edad de 13 años me encontré una tirada en la calle y me la comí de pe a pa. Recuerdo que en ese número también estaba la tetamantis exhibiendo su vello púbico. Ese mismo año me hice topu.
Tercera cosa.
Coincidencias:
-De 10 personas que conozco 9 me parecen pelotudos y a 1 la idealizo. Aplauso, beso y medalla.
Cuarta cosa (si no sabés inglés me la corto... genial cita y muy pertinente): "Listen, I know its hard to believe people when they say "I know how you feel". But I actually know how you feel. You see, I was seeing someone back in London. We work for the same newspaper and then I found out that he was also seeing this other girl, Sarah from the circulation department on the 19th floor. Turned out that he was not in love with me like I thought. What I am trying to say is: I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were THAT happy!. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new... And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade."
saludos
hmmm... Será tu cumple?
Demasiadas cosas a interpretar.
mi inglés es pobre, pero entendí.
gracias por su extenso y productivo comment, querido juan.
pero feliz cumpleaños, compañera del movimiento peronista riogalleguense, carajo!
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