intuition

Animals know so much based on their instincts. Migrating birds fly south every winter. Sea turtles lay their eggs on the same beach where they were born. So many elephants go to the same graveyard to die. They all know where to go. They know when and where to go back. They know what to do, and how to do it.

How did we, as a species, "learn" to ignore our instincts, and how can we, as individuals, reconnect with them?

love is a losing game.

I don´t mind about what you think is important,what to do,what to complain,say adore..
because i can´t play ,i can´t win..this could kill me and i like what i have done to myself.
I won´t play.But I will expect until..you lose sense for me
or better... when love or another demon appears for us.
and then,babe,we will know how to use the darts with pleasure.

not very punk rock

It's one thing for your trusted friends to know your alimentary habits, but it's something completely different when a good chunk of your class knows how much you really love sugar.

me and the others

I try to convince myself that it's all about me liking myself the way I am.
But the truth, I think, is that it's about other people liking me the way I am.



And when they don't.
Then what.

you,me and the others.

why do you have so many girls around you?
I don´t like play and i totally hate group´s activity .
argh.

cleavage

Should I learn to be that kind of girl? If I learned, I would probably win more often than I do. It's been like this forever... But I guess I'll stick with being me. It's what I do best, and I for one have learned to like it. If some guys don't, well, fuck them. I'll find others who do. But when my friends don't like it, it hurts a little bit.