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Es divino el guacho, mirale la cara de bobo que tiene... :)
Tiene cuatro hermanos ¿por qué yo no soy una? Es injusto... Brendon decile a tus padres que me adopten, ¡quiero molestarte! También podría decirles a Shane y Regs que me adopten, pero no sé si estaría bueno para ellos arrancar con una hija de (casi) 19 años, ¿no? Ay, no importa, si igual no le contestás a nadie... Zorra de mierda... ¬¬
(Me voy a quotear a mí misma) :

¿Habrá un Superman detrás de ese Clark Kent?
Naaahhh... No creo, es sólo Brendon... :)
Pero lo queremos así. (?)


THE ONLY DIFFERENCE BETWEEN
MARTYRDON AND SUICIDE IS
PRESS COVERAGE

CAPÍTULO 32
“I’M EXACTLY WHERE YOU LIKE ME”


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It was not in my list of happy thoughts to see Shane angry, but I couldn’t blame him. I wandered through the street of Los Ángeles; even though they didn’t look as tasty as my streets of Las Vegas. I really missed living there.
Then my feet guide me unconsciously towards the beach. Why “unconsciously”? ‘Cause she was sitting there, facing the sea, hugging her legs in the middle of the sand. I stood next to her, given it was past midday, some of my shadow projected itself into her sight as the sun could still be seen among the clouds.
-You know what is the most stupid thing in this whole matter? – she asked out loud without taking her eyes off the sea. I didn’t say anything – Since I saw them… Since last night the only thing I can think about is my song –
-Your song? – I asked with soft voice, standing as I was.
-Yes, the song you wrote for me has been sounding in my head since yesterday – she said grimacing – I can’t think in something else – as she said that she put her hands on her ears and started moving forward and backwards.
-Does that bother you? – I asked sitting next to her.
She looked at me without uncovering her ears.
-It doesn’t bother me. But it’s weird… - she answered as she looked at the sea once more – It’s like in my heart I knew that what happened yesterday was obvious. And I don’t have to get over it ‘cause it never affected me –
-Do you feel confused in any way? – I did not know what to say, but I had to say something.
-What’s wrong with me, Brendon? – she asked looking at me again – Is like I never cared about T… about… Toby – she said his name as if it hurts her to pronounce it.
-What about Alice? – I asked, to see how the war field was going.
-She didn’t have to do all those things. She could’ve just talked to me – she answered suddenly getting angry, frowning – Besides, who cares about Alice? I thought we were talking about me… - she breathed out angrily.
-I’m sorry – I said. I couldn’t help but to smile.
-What are you laughing at? – she inquired.
-I knew you were weird, but not that much… - I answered staring at the sea.
-Look who’s talking! You were freeze, Urie. You stood still like a stone! – she said – I thought you were going to come running after me, but you stood there. You just stood there… - she said calming down while talking.
-I didn’t know what to do, Emily – I said – It all happened so fast. -
She turned her head facing me. And even though I was staring at the sea, I could feel she was smiling at me. As I felt her hand, frozen for being too much time in front of the sea with the sun coming in and out the clouds, lock my arm and her head resting in my shoulder.



Y lo traduje porque estoy al pedo. Además, en inglés siempre suena mejor :)

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*Not knowing you'd change for just one bite...*

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