Are your thoughts results of static cling?

If it's a broken part, replace it
If it's a broken arm then brace it
If it's a broken heart then face it


In 3 months, I'll be graduated, and if I pass everything in 5 I will have finished my degree. Now what? more studying? working? I will be only 21, my whole life is still in my hands...and I don't know what to do with it. No clue. Every time people ask me what I'm going to do I get nervous and I change subject. I don't know what the future holds for me. And I don't want to know. I'm scared. Scared to death. I'm supposed to be a teacher, but I'm not 100% sure. I will get tired of it. Like I get tired of everything.

There are only three things I'm sure of. I love english. I don't want to live in Spain (in a near-future, in 10 years who knows). And I love music. What can I do with that? Nothing. You don't make a career with that. I don't even play any instrument, just love the music with all my heart.

I am so scared. I feel like running away to some place and start a new life where nobody knows me. Nobody judges me. I don't know if it's the depression, the apathy or the fear. Last friday was the perfect day. Perfect day ever. It was a long time since I had that fun here in my hometown, and it was just perfect. Next morning I was happy. Just that one morning. In the afternoon I came back to this melancholic state, where all I do is listen and listen and listen. Passion Pit makes me happy. Kate Nash makes me happy. Lacrosse, The Weepies, Jason Mraz, Regina Spektor and a non-ending list of talented friends.

I hope someone notice the new head of the blog, all couples, sweet and lovely couples, most of them fictional, but still lovely, and they deserve some recognition, because I love them, because I hate them for reminding me how lonely I am...and that if I continue like this I.....




will break down...