Cuando ella me dijo “Vuelve”
Sobrepensé
Y ella me dijo “¿Quieres algo a cambio? Te devuelvo todo, no me vas a volver a ver.”
Yo le dije que no me necesita, que deje de fingir y que solo diga que me ama, que ama pero solo.
I wonder what she would tell me about this situation if she knew what I had done. Would she be disappointed? Would she laugh at me? Could she be fooling around with someone else while I’m trying to help a really nice girl who genuinely cares about me?
Why the fuck did I do it?
She always dreamed about being part of the Medical Staff.
She said to me: “Thank you so much. I always wanted to study. I promise you I will not fail you. I will do my best, I swear.”
My God, I need some rest.
Why am I so fragile in these situations?
Why am I so Warm-Hearted when she says me that she is unhappy, has no possibilities or even when she wants so badly to keep up on her dreams?
Why am I so naive when maybe I am the only one who cares about her for the rest of her life?
Cómo me jode lo ignorantes que son todos frente a las enfermedades. Pero, para no hacer caso al doctor, ahí sí son valientes.
Jódanse todos, pídanle ayuda a Jesuscristo no al Médico.
Ahora como son todos desempleados, quieren tener todos mis títulos.
Pero soy mejor que todos ustedes, sarta de inútiles. Soy superior, soy eficiente, soy ideal.