8 abr 2011

I change my mind like I change my clothes. 

I always think, always speak critically. I'm hot, then I'm cold. I'm yes, then I'm no. I'm in, then I'm out. I'm up, then I'm down. I'm wrong when it's right. I'm black, then I'm white.

I don't really wanna stay, 'cause I really don't wanna go.

Maldita adolescencia.

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