You're weird

I just don't know why, but I wanted to write this in english. Please don't even bother mentioning this on any comment, 'cause it's kind of embarrassing.

Ok, the bottom line is that i want to get something outta my chest. Something that's been bothering me since winter 2006. Or even earlier. I don't even care enymore. The person responsable for this doesn't speak english, and i'm pretty sure she's gonna find someone to translate this for her. I don't care, really. Sometimes I just feel that saying what I feel in english is just a much better way to ger rid of dirty feelings and always makes me feel better about it.

I know i said to her that i loved her. And i did. I used to love her so much that it even hurt. But it just stoppped. She blamed it on me, an i agree. I'm guilty of stop loving her, i still kinda love her but not in the way i used to.

These words probably don't even make any sense at all, but they do to me. PLease forgive me for stop loving you, is my fault. But you're not that innocent after all. You started it. I don't wanna blame it entirely on you, but try not to be such an innocent baby... you did things too.

You will probably start sending text messages, comments on this entrance, and maybe call me on my cellphone. PLEASE DON'T. I DON'T WANNA TALK TO YOU ANYMORE AND YOU PROBABLY ALREADY KNOW.

SORRY

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Chuck

Auto redención.

Ok. han pasado como 17 años 6 meses 3 días y 14 horas desdela última vez que publiqué algo en este blog y la verdad tenía miedo de que se fuera a caducar, como suele suceder cuando uno deja de lado su correo. Afortunadamente eso no sucedió. Mi blog sigue aquí esperándome a que le regale un par de palabras y eso me deja en paz.

Perdón, estimados lectores. Ya volvió todo a la normalidad en mi confuso y psicodélico mundo. Ya he vuelto a las antiguas andanzas que me caracterizaban y puedo decir con orgullo que seguiré publicando entradas.

Creo que me hacía falta esta suerte de auto redención. No ha sido fácil. En el camino he ganado un par de enemigos que la verdad no me importan, pero de ellos uno sí me ha roto el alma. No quiero entrar en detalles, pero como todo en mi vida, pasará despues de un doloroso cambio interno y de la verdadera aceptación de aquello que pasó.

No me quiero poner melodramático, pero asi es.
He vuelto...

Saludos Chuck