teams

Ever as a kid wished desperately to be part of something, to join a group, to fit in?
To be in the team, one of the cool kids, the geeks, the outcast, the trendsetters, wherever we feel similarity. Looking for anything that identifies us, we crave acceptance, something that defines us, allowing us to be surrounded and excuse to get together, basically a search for company to prove we’re not alone.

But as we get older we learn a couple of things, we graduate from school and get in to college, make all sort of friends, find new interest. We’re all grown up, independent and now these things aren't suppose to matter because we have more substantial ideas, things figured out, direction and all that stuff but just when you think things are supposed to be different ...everyone joins a new team.

Tough as it is, hard to digest even that maybe your left out. I guess with time we understand
it doesn't matter, we eventually find the one you belong to or you make your own, I prefer.

damage..

Someone said: We all go through life like bulls in a china shop. A chip here, a crack there. Doing damage to ourselves, to other people.
We don't always realize we're born like this, damage is there even before we're out in this world and before we know it, we bear scars too small for us to see and pain we forget it's there. People go around pretending they dont carry scars, some believe there above it all, others carry it around like some kind of an excuse, others expect to control it, while others take up exceptional time trying to cause more of it.
Truth is some more than others we carry it from our childhood, as grown ups we give as good as we get and we set about the business of fixing whatever we can.Ultimately the best we can do, is to accept things as they are and make the best of whats handed to us.

fun!! caramelos de cianuro@hardrock

sencillo

Lo verdadero es siempre sencillo, pero solemos llegar a ello por el camino mas complicado.