lundi 28 février 2011

I was telling how i once attended a concert at that place, i hardly said "Yeah it was convivial and fun, they served beer, it could be a nice place to play with our band!", and right away the judgement falls, "It's a shitty dirty place, small as a classroom, with no real stage", then i saw that scornful grin, that can only be interpreted by "You talk non sense, what you felt is absurd.", built under a constant avalanche of depreciating answers, it's not surprising to lose confidence in one's right to exist, but i notice it now, i'm not a fool, i'm talking sharing the emotions and they respond practical matters.

I want to get rid of what can't understand me, i'm tired of keeping shut my own self, always containing what i really want to share, the difference is simple to get in that example and those who can't pinpoint what the other is trying to share, those who don't know how to listen, i don't want to be around, if the relation must be a painful, scrambling effort i'm begining to think it's better to step away and find what is good with me.

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