woke dirty, swirling hair 100 times, twenty-one face with three hairs from my beard, my heart like a worn engine, trying to stand, the palms of my hands burning, concentrating the heat of all a bad night or something, with the edge of hunger completely devour my desire ( you're here next ) with the desire of after a shower ... I'll be better ... with litigation of the birds in the morning with swollen kidneys, eyes and hit too much for nothing better seen the day before, with the same number of complaints and claims now pending with the yawn as a time-out with no order as described above.
woke up to turn on the TV and smash it five minutes later, the same with radio, cell phone, the clear and movistar, no matter ( if the mine was fixed, but the family ... in short) porno never heal anything (... and the lies) computer, facebook, hi5, YouTube ... I love that hug of yours in cardboard picture ... in that landscape painted by other (I'm guilty - José Luis RodrÃguez "El Puma") damn stories told many times, I woke up to be and not be quiet, then turn the PC ( because it's not mine ) to realize that sat talking politics at the table with mom and dad, a little of everything being a leftist, feminist, activist ... be against Humala, Fujimori, Alan, parties and corruption ( because it's true right? ) finished lunch and hope the bill passes later with a bit of sleep.
I like biting my nails on occasion and I do not find it, we are a little more concise with things to say, l as streets of Lima are a nefarious plot together everyday, all have the broken hearts in lima city ( Ian Curtis - Joy Division ) my goal will be to see you smile and see one after all, just need to aparescan is bad and distracting from the show, but we ... I left Lima worse things and survived well after all and each of us in the midst of our fears and hopes, continue to build Arquepitos ( Samith Farach Sailing - My corner of the story) and feel all better making it different every day. I'll see you smile after all and I am relieved, this was a tough day, my ghosts are left behind, it is now written a debt of long I'm trying to pay, believe me after all I'll see you smile and that will be better than this evil awakening, the city you have a ray of light.
The city and overwhelmed and exaggerated life, strangely I love it, although I sometimes wish escpar, leave, flee ... I told you that, insanely write the blog `s are the best catharsis that has appeared for years on the face of the city, the number of bloggers that there can be counted as a litter of rabbits, a democratic space in which can not be quiet easily ( now I understand why not shred the PC )
night I arrived, and I get the dream ... Lima lies anyway did anyone believe it? I sleep with the comfort of having survived another day.
see you tomorrow
not delay right?
psdt: ... at home ... ¿! What happened to the TV?
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