future

¿Y quien va hablar mejor de futuro que una pitonisa, que daria lo que fuera por una escoba nueva y busca un gato con quien escaparse por las noches a visitar la luna?

El futuro es sólo una utopía porque nunca lo alcanzamos, el pasado es nuestro yo más real, nuestras raíces, los cimientos y el presente la mejor excusa que encontramos para amargarnos la vida.

And maybe I don´t like to think too much about future but it doesn´t mean that I like to feel used. Not, I hate it, and saying used, I´m not talking about sex, I don´t want missunderstandings here. As I said in other post, sex is one of the only things that it´s clear and simple in human beings relationships. I feel used when I´m a doll and I´m a doll too often.

I don´t like men who say "I love you but..." I don´t like kids who say "I have special feelings" and then the only thing they feel is the one between his legs. I don´t like boys who don´t want to talk with me... because I´m young, because I have a sexy silly accent, because there´s a wall between us. Where is the wall?? If you want a wall you need to build it. I´m too innocent and lazy to build walls, I like valleys, forests, rivers, oceans, mountains, jungles... things that were there before us, to explore, to get lost, to enjoy...

And what I´m thinking it is not so important. I just want to relax, breathe slowly and dream...
Dream about tomorrow, dream about today, dream about yesterday... El secreto está en fusionarlos para que vivan en perfecta armonía.