As Long As We Have Dreams .. it's alright (this is the fucking problem!) I grow up, yes, I'd love to. I would be more mature because to be 'mature' means to be accountable for their choices, taking them out without a second thought, no? But what I do, constantly, is going 'to and fro' my choices and my decisions, all attributed to my 'restless' and my lunatic. Chis then what is true, maybe it's just the most obvious symptom of my childhood. Even as a child I was always saddled with the label 'child mature', but where?!?! let me know when and how the heck I was mature and above all where the fuck is going to end this alleged maturity! The reality is that I have taken all for ass, but really good ... I feel like I missed a step on the scale of maturation, surely must have been a ride so boring and annoying that even subconsciously I have carefully refrained from ' face and then I did what I do best in life to avoid it. Now, however, I took it in the ass because now I feel that this step was important, fundamental and I did just cracked myself silly .. poor ..
All this to say ... I do not know what the hell it's my boring life and I do not have the 'tools' appropriate to take any decision .. wanted someone to do it for me!
