Life is a constant. It is made of losses and gains. But few people know when they're winning and when they are losing.
Everything is final. The difference is that whenever we add new things and old things outright definitive become locked in a closet in a forgotten basement. A basement where nobody goes, but a curious one day decides to see what is there and eventually release the old thing definitive. And then, you have passed your final rubbed in your face. And you can not do anything because it is final. But the future has not yet been defined. So, keep the past in the new cabinet and concentrate on defining the best for your future.
When you're a kid ends up being the result of the environment in which they live. You end up repeating what he sees and hears. When you're little, you have no choice, but then you can choose to continue growing with the shadow of other shadows or take your life in hand and do things your way.
I always hear that I'm a rebel, stressed, cheeky, rude, arrogant, overbearing ... I've been called many things in this style. But you know what? I am proud to be so. I am proud not to be anesthetized. I was born vaccinated against rot the environment in which I grew up. I do not know how, but was born that way. And I am grateful every day for not being a kitty crib. I prefer to be rebellious. And fuck you all.
Do not think that if a person is sensitive it makes her backpack. Be sensitive does not mean having a vocation to be foolish.
Always be suspicious of people remaining silent. They can be insidious. Watching everything you do, write down your weaknesses and then get you down. I rarely like quiet people. I've had bad experiences with some, but anyway ... I may not like because I am a person who talks a lot, but I'm almost to the point and I like people to come clean with me. And quiet people too rarely play clean.
Unfortunately I am obliged to say that some things never change. And if you are no longer able to live peacefully with what ever lived, it means that you have changed. So it's time to go.
I wish I could be cheerful and smiling all the time, but I'm not. Most things are not easy. And some days are days of internal battles. These are the worst. These are the days that will not let me be happy, but there are always the days of truce. And I smile a lot these days.
I must say I am quite a perfectionist with certain things. I am very demanding with myself in relation to certain things. There are people like that, but I guess not many. Most will do something unfinished and will say it's better than nothing. I hate these people.
Ahhh Jazz is wonderful you know? Wonderful in all. Wonderful to appreciate, singing, dancing (even yourself), to imagine. Yes, imagine. Am I the only person who imagines stories to the songs? My thoughts are almost always great music. And I enjoy it. Stories in my head that only I know. I can not tell the stories, because hardly anyone would listen. Stories are just silly, fruit of my imagination. But they are funny stories. And with song in the middle! Who does not like it?
Everything is final. The difference is that whenever we add new things and old things outright definitive become locked in a closet in a forgotten basement. A basement where nobody goes, but a curious one day decides to see what is there and eventually release the old thing definitive. And then, you have passed your final rubbed in your face. And you can not do anything because it is final. But the future has not yet been defined. So, keep the past in the new cabinet and concentrate on defining the best for your future.
When you're a kid ends up being the result of the environment in which they live. You end up repeating what he sees and hears. When you're little, you have no choice, but then you can choose to continue growing with the shadow of other shadows or take your life in hand and do things your way.
I always hear that I'm a rebel, stressed, cheeky, rude, arrogant, overbearing ... I've been called many things in this style. But you know what? I am proud to be so. I am proud not to be anesthetized. I was born vaccinated against rot the environment in which I grew up. I do not know how, but was born that way. And I am grateful every day for not being a kitty crib. I prefer to be rebellious. And fuck you all.
Do not think that if a person is sensitive it makes her backpack. Be sensitive does not mean having a vocation to be foolish.
Always be suspicious of people remaining silent. They can be insidious. Watching everything you do, write down your weaknesses and then get you down. I rarely like quiet people. I've had bad experiences with some, but anyway ... I may not like because I am a person who talks a lot, but I'm almost to the point and I like people to come clean with me. And quiet people too rarely play clean.
Unfortunately I am obliged to say that some things never change. And if you are no longer able to live peacefully with what ever lived, it means that you have changed. So it's time to go.
I wish I could be cheerful and smiling all the time, but I'm not. Most things are not easy. And some days are days of internal battles. These are the worst. These are the days that will not let me be happy, but there are always the days of truce. And I smile a lot these days.
I must say I am quite a perfectionist with certain things. I am very demanding with myself in relation to certain things. There are people like that, but I guess not many. Most will do something unfinished and will say it's better than nothing. I hate these people.
Ahhh Jazz is wonderful you know? Wonderful in all. Wonderful to appreciate, singing, dancing (even yourself), to imagine. Yes, imagine. Am I the only person who imagines stories to the songs? My thoughts are almost always great music. And I enjoy it. Stories in my head that only I know. I can not tell the stories, because hardly anyone would listen. Stories are just silly, fruit of my imagination. But they are funny stories. And with song in the middle! Who does not like it?
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