August 2010
1 post
How come..?
How come I have to be perfect, flawless, a smilling robot? How come?
I’m impunctual, spoiled, lazy, with a strong accent. I arrive late, eat too much carbs, don’t exercise enough, cry to much, complain a lot, sleep until noon and spend hours in front of the mirror. How come I feel so bad for that?
How come?
I’m trying so hard to get on time, to appreciate things, to do more...