Life.
We are always in a hurry and we always skip the small things/feelings/thoughts, for the great, loud and amazing. We want to LIVE our life and somehow we end up with what ifs, full time jobs and too scared to do it.
In time, saying sorry or even telling someone you like them, becomes such a big deal and so hard to say out loud, you just give up and find something else to think about.
We live in the past, we barely remember today, we always wonder what's next.
Friends.
I personally love meeting new people and I'm always looking for those ones who inspire me just by saying hello.
The other week I went to Brighton and met these really nice people. The way they live reminded me of an old version of me, the one I liked the most. The 19 year old Cristina who went to Madrid and met Jazz and Camilo. I still love them and think of them as very close friends.
I still call Jazz "my other self" :-). She's back in Guatemala now and she has to beautiful sons.
And Camilo is still doing everything I wish I was doing. Traveling around the world with his friends.
Last night I finally met Drew. And his cousin, Tom. And Dany, also known as Lion King ( lol )- this guy has the most amazing hair I've seen in my life. Honestly, I had a wicked night. Alter Bridge were AMAZING and these guys made me laugh!!!!!
And I'm surprised, cause I woke up yesterday with the most horrible stomach pain in my stomach pains history, but for some reason it stopped and came back only this morning, when I started stressing about work again...
Love.
People don't love other people.
They just love the way those other people make them feel.
That's why when someone cheats on you, you break up with them - most of the times - because they made you feel like an idiot, right? So, you break up with them because you don't like the way they make you feel anymore.
Oh well. But what do I know about that, since every time I get the hint I could love someone, I freak out and run as fast as possible?!
Emotional peanut allergy. No strings attached it's a brilliant film....
Life again.
Do you have a Life plan? My mom keeps telling me I should have one.
I keep telling her life's not like that.
Cristinnne.
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