With the teacher talked about her constantly choose to kiss mine dust were hooked and got married a month and not be what you ragging his fancy dictated when fantasy had several attacks across the floor and ended up cutting because it was a courtship but a suffocating symbiosis. And I talked my inability to something else, of my incomplete stories, that I was a teenager, maybe not got a lot of battery to any relationship or thought she did and in fact did not, and she said I had plenty of battery and incomplete stories were always equal no more than six months and a half month contaminated. With my love of risk and the impossible and surprise and she was always looking for someone to spend your life with quiet but loving passionately. The two with a list of female contacts on the cell endless, but with different ways of reading those names.
One day I found a container in the mine of tattoos that appeared and disappeared too fast (or I came and went too fast), and we had a beer and talk very little but listened a lot and looked further. I do not know what to listen well, the band, the little that was said and ringing in the head with different melodies, new sound from different corners of the head. We looked at the actions and reactions, the looks and body language. Until we hear from looking and listening and decided to go and invite new ways to join in those searches that do not know if it was that she was looking for me or herself sought me.
And again in his apartment and coffee or tea "mate? and choice of tea has nothing to do with personal taste, but with you, never you take tea with vanilla, but you always take coffee and turn over to make the noise of the clash of metal slab, You make noise and shock you and me not knowing who is and who metal slab. And I still believe and I say no and you keep thinking and you say no and I think you think things I never say. But no, I can not figure eyes I know so little and not want to fall into the question of what you think.
So I do not know if the drug or the fear of silence began an interior monologue that is not like mine. I try to be with you. I'm not an asshole, I can not keep running away from people that interest me. Want to try? I have to be scared ... do not know me and I say this. I do not believe in coincidences but I always found you on special moments in my life. Thus, chaos, you know? And you as you give me peace and I want to re test ... I do not know how to tell you, I do not feel that for me to try it myself tomorrow girlfriend but I would ask the phone and send a message, do not know, it is in this night and see you again but because he let you know it, you know? And this as it goes a little against me and blah but I do not know, I need something different because I get tired so much chaos.
and long said that cigarette smoke slowly, although he spoke very fast. The steam from hot coffee also rose, but a little less noticeable and subtle. The teacher always said that I could have the relationship I want, but it was often difficult because you have to remember all the time not to proceed with the tricks of other relationships. Speaking both thought she was changing. It was like a bad erase board with traces of chalk that make original color and are much clearer and lyrics scribbled previous layers. Maybe that's why I accepted the challenge to prove.