Moon and moon

When I get home, down in the jungle

where's my bear to lick me clean?

Feed my soul milk and honey...

Nota mental

Si soy mala para algo, es para permanecer como un misterio a los ojos de algún interés amoroso (bueno, ya ni siquiera eso, físico nada más).

Mi impaciencia no me deja quitarme las capas lentamente. No, me las arranco todas de una vez.

Novatada

Hoy recibí mi primer pago, fruto de mis pininos en el mundo de la corrección de estilo.

La verdad es que no tengo idea de lo que hago, pero duermo tranquila porque hasta ahora, me he entregado al trabajo con la misma pasión y entusiasmo que si estuviera en África, cubriendo alguna guerra.

Como dice mi papá, nadie te regala $325 pesos.

A promise

I have to make a promise. I need it to be written, so whenever I feel like quitting or giving up, seeing it here will remind me that I'm committed to do it, no matter what.

I wanted to see you, and it's done.

I wanted to call you, and I did.

So no more of those wishes.

I did what I wanted to do, when I wanted to do it, and that must be enough.

There's no point in meeting up with you, or have a talk.

There's nothing to discuss.

Deep down inside, we know what the deal is, and if you don't know it I don't care. What you think belongs to you and I cannot judge it or change it.

It's done for good, so tonight I'm making this promise to myself.

No more phone calls, no more texts, no more emails, no more messages, no more facebook stupid shit, no more you.

I saw you, and you haven't changed that much, so I won't be missing out on anything if I don't see you ever again.

I just wanna be alright, all by myself. And I'm gonna make it happen.

Enough with the trying, I need to DO it.

This is me saying goodbye.