Y nada es un consuelo. You just think about the feeling when have this body in front of you, and then the other part of your brain ulls you to think that you just are not able to. And that kills.
And you slip the curtain, and see these pigeons flirting next your window, and you realize that they’re more capable tan you, so they beat you this time. The next thought is that you’re antinatural, or just human.
Es solo resaca de final de semestre.