If you ever feel lonely and wonder to yourself...

what is the meaning of life ?

think about the world we all live in there are billions out there,

some are good peolple, some are bad.

But there is only one out there, which  is perfect for you.

sentence of life is to find the person

to fight for, to love with and be there for.

you just gotta find him first, and then you will understand.

I wonder if he stays up untin 2 a.m thinking about me. I wonder if when he hears a certain song he thinks about me. I wonder if he thinks about things to say to me ever morning. I wonder if when he feels sad he thinks about my smile. I wonder if when sees me he thinks Wow she´s so beautiful. I wonder if he thinks about me before he goes to sleep. I wonder if songs lyrics remind him of me. I wonder if he looks at me when I´m not  looking at him.


Probably Not. 

Traté de que la razón no me diera explicación, para no derramar lágrimas en tu honor.

Lost your pen = no pen

No pen = no notes

No notes = no study

No study = Fail

Fail = no diploma

No diploma = no work

No work = no money

No money = no food

No food = skinny

Skinny = ugly 

Ugly = no love 

No love = no marriage

No marriage = no children 

No children = alone

Alone = depression

Depression = sickness

Sickness = Death

Lesson: Don´t lose your pen. You will die.

-You´re not scared of the dark.
you´re scared of  what´s in it.


-You´re not afraid of heights.
you´re afraid of pain of falling.


-You´re not afraid of people around you.
you´re just afraid of rejection.


-You´re not afraid to love.
you´re just afraid of not begin loved back.


- and you´re not afraid to try again 
you´re just afraid of getting hurt for the same reason.

The funny thing is, nobody ever really knows how much anybody else is hurting. We could be standing next to somebody who is completely broken and we wouldn´t even know it.

Por dios digan que ya es viernes porque hoy sino moría que semana de mierda empezando por que :

• Lunes: me levante a las siete de la mañana  para estudiar y el muy forro de historia no me tomo.
• Martes: tenia una lapicera en el bolsillo del pantalon se exploto y manche absolutamente todo.
• Miércoles: rompí la manija del lavaropa ( lose cada día me vuelvo mas inteligente).
• Jueves: .... ( el jueves no me mande ninguna cagada).
• Viernes: Geniaaa ropi la puerta del baño.

Yo se que esta nota no tiene sentido, pero tenia que escribir todas las pelotudeces que me mande en algun lado xd.