A little bit of sushi, a little bit of vodka, a little bit of peaches, a little bit of chat and of course a little bit of glorious Jane.
HE - What was he trying to do? Respectful but distant (probably as myself)...but weird as lately. And crazy most of all, as I said in another oportunity. At the begining there was tension, a couple of drinks later kindness, then hostility and unexpression (como la ardilla en coma), was like huging a wall, maybe I was...maybe not.
SHE - Walking like a zombie, high mostly, tired and just wanting to got in bed and sleep, just sleep (in fact she wishes to have company, and do a lot more than just sleep...but this is what she has. Get real!!). Got completely lost, and even when it isn't a big city and nowing she was close, needed to look in the map and realize that she was alone in the middle of a street with a fucking weird name she never heard or saw before. Walked for almost an hour, feet sored and thinking a lot of crazy things. It seems the streets have no end, fortunately they do. Finally got home, feet swollen and wanting to write it down. She felt so stupid for being so nice, stupid for keep trying and haven't given up, so stupid...
At the end...a little bit of deception, a little bit of sadness, a little of disapoinment, and mostly a little bit of dreams.
HE - What was he trying to do? Respectful but distant (probably as myself)...but weird as lately. And crazy most of all, as I said in another oportunity. At the begining there was tension, a couple of drinks later kindness, then hostility and unexpression (como la ardilla en coma), was like huging a wall, maybe I was...maybe not.
SHE - Walking like a zombie, high mostly, tired and just wanting to got in bed and sleep, just sleep (in fact she wishes to have company, and do a lot more than just sleep...but this is what she has. Get real!!). Got completely lost, and even when it isn't a big city and nowing she was close, needed to look in the map and realize that she was alone in the middle of a street with a fucking weird name she never heard or saw before. Walked for almost an hour, feet sored and thinking a lot of crazy things. It seems the streets have no end, fortunately they do. Finally got home, feet swollen and wanting to write it down. She felt so stupid for being so nice, stupid for keep trying and haven't given up, so stupid...
At the end...a little bit of deception, a little bit of sadness, a little of disapoinment, and mostly a little bit of dreams.
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Some times I feel little bit confuce, little bit afraide, littele bit stupid. But mostly: little bit in love.
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