I declare a being influenced. I declare to finally realize the impossibility of man to live for himself, to be airtight, undeterred, incorruptible. There is so much to what we are exposed and, therefore, affects, which is simply an illusion to believe in a reflective and introverted life forever.
I thought, but with the passage of time I could not help perceiving involuntary jerks blows and gives me a good theme that conveys energy (such as "Better" by Regina Spektor) movie images that go to my head to the post of a cold and beautiful autumn day, or that weight from one moment to another position (which is able to bring down the whole day) after "that" girl did not even look after passing by.
Sound, environment, girl. Really nothing physical, nothing special, but these influences, in turn, are each. Contradictory, no? Self "or even the rest?
Conclusion: each forging their own "system of influences." Of course, we are distinctly likely face the same situation. We
The truth I have walked almost no time and no mood to give life to this thing, my life is like a sine wave (using vocabulary xD college algebra!), Ie, ranging from top to bottom constantly.
To make kind of "intermediate" between the last letter and I hope to develop here a little longer (hopefully), let the video of a song that I had re stuck recent times, and not only for music but also (And even) by the video itself.
The truth is that I saw it and was speechless. Had rarely been so entranced at that level with a female figure, simply, to me, is unbeatable. Behold
men (and women if they want, too) to the maximum muse to the abdomen perfect (and that having a child) and round and round that figure at every turn that leaves me breathless: the thin brunette Lorena Capetillo and De Saloon video for her song "Hold", second single of the same name.
I declare a being influenced. I declare to finally realize the impossibility of man to live for himself, to be airtight, undeterred, incorruptible. There is so much to what we are exposed and, therefore, affects, which is simply an illusion to believe in a reflective and introverted life forever. 
