And I sincerley don't give a fuck....

Hoy tengo ganas, y tiempo, de escribir.

Luego de evitar relatar brevemente lo que pasó el día de ayer...

Me encuentro con esta monada en una de mis bandejas de entrada:

When a guy calls you,
he wants to be with you<-- So true

When a guy is quiet,
He's listening to you...<-- Cero y van dos

When a guy is not arguing,
He realizes he's wrong<--- Tres...

When a guy says, "I'm fine." after a few minutes,
he means it<-- Esta no

When a guy stares at you,
he wishes you would care about him and wonders if you do<-- No tienen una idea de cuanto me pasa esto... cuatro

When your laying your head on a guy's
chest, he has the world<-- Not only the world, I have All I ever Wanted... All I Ever Needed

When a guy calls/texts/comments you everyday,
he is in love<--- ¡N'ombre! Seis

When a (good) guy tells you he loves you,
he means it<--

When a guy says he can't live without you,
he's with you til your done<-- I'm afraid so...

When a guy says, "I miss you,"
he misses you more than you could have
ever missed him or anything else<---Not so sure of that

Contador final: 8 - 0. Ocho las veces en que tuvo razón el mensajito. Así me siento y eso pasa cuando hago lo que dice cada enunciado.

¿Por qué pongo esta putería?

Por que es una forma bastante clara de abrirme a la única que lo merece.