Elocution By 7 Year Old

So I ran to the lord

I Said lord hide me

Please hide me

Please help me

Nina Simone-Sinnerman

I thought of writing this post a lot of days, a lot of weeks, and if I do much more to exorcise, to then reread it and once this happens, feel that cross the sea by swimming, sometimes with big arms and most of the time, maybe just floating with the current. Today I went to look up the meaning of infidelity, says that the definition donkey tomb is this:

is the failure of commitment fidelity .
worth mentioning that in its more common meaning, the term refers to Fidelity mutual respect among members of a couple, particularly the observance and enforcement of a covenant, express or implied, of exclusivity.

and a day without wanting to, or look and as a lesson that there is nothing that comes to light, I was still part of this definition, all-pass as an accident, fast and horrible, that day something inside me died, lying is the curse, you feel that magic carpet off the floor, crosses the state confusion, dark sky, where we no longer know what is real and it is not, then certainly gripped me, and I wish I had been alone in doubt, with it came the sadness and anger. Kabbalah my teacher says that nothing happens suddenly, everything has a process and sometimes we do not see the signs, I did not see them or not I wanted to see, know the hell, the truth is that now does not change my result. I stole my own love that man who was my sweetheart (although my therapist says that nobody is and nobody is right) was with fond memories, because that makes the lie, is being left alone good and evil ( at least now I can not see the good), took our trip, our nights of love, our language, gestures and all those things that you build with others.

I broke something inside, not as pegarmelo now, I'm a crappy imitation of Libertad Lamarque, I feel like character in a novel of two drives of those who Veneda in super boxes, which is hard lies, I feel torn land a mudslide.

was no longer true, that was a lie, where the thrust comes from the hand of the person you love, respect and admire, all these concepts become a mirage. It was very hard, is winter and cold ...

And now you're on my list of promises to forget everything burns if you use the right spark ...

PS: I know I want and who are with me, and please do not ask me to comment on the valisosisima (you are worth and deserve much respect) and the dude is a bastard (believe me, I know this) does not help me throw shit that can not be helped, thanks for stopping by and leave a good vibe that both need right now and read the post more personal I've written here ...