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KNOW WHAT THAT TEARS ya?

People said it was a fucking queer and fat as a kid. Later just called him a fag, and he covered his ears and shut your mouth.

recalls with a smile and slight feeling of anxiety while an entire class shouted. A crowd "furiosita" (As would say) is getting closer to calling him fat and pointing as if they were the parents in the process of transfer of a child who the poor boy had eaten, and when I thought I could not get worse, as his eyes began to get wet, a white patch of the sky fell Vigo coastal land in his head like a big egg being cracked from sliding thick hair. The cries of the children stopped and a voice was raised, "with how great it is no wonder that the gull give," and then laughs. Angry infernal laughter by the cruelty of children, and making hell the minute the boy. But he said nothing. It put your shirt tucked in, buttoned the mandilón and walked head down to your class. Recess was over. Listen

still cries from the first morning, and previous tricks are reflected in her sad eyes but still force their cheeks to make him draw a wrinkle on her face that turns into broad smile.

wake up with a pink veil before the eyes, like living in a cloud blast but fluffy. His ears are smoothed bad words to reach your brain gently sweetened, without malice, and the first word that comes to mind when you see him open the door is "harmony." Simple and easy harmony. Harmony without explanation, smooth harmony. Only this, and after you smile. Converts
childhood trauma
able to carry an elephant to sit on a couch in a psychoanalyst in small glass beads made memories, to look at from time to time and laugh without pain and with some regret. There was a time when the slightest alteration made him cross himself, and following this to Miguel likes to call "my little monster" and explain that he and Paul became the Antonio is now, not out of the cloud but standing looking at Earth with untrained eyes, watching and learning every day.

sometimes think I should not learn both at once, because sometimes you're wrong, and I realize that he was forced to grow up fast and refused to do so in some ways, to balance the scales.

Neither his mother nor his brothers, nor anyone in his family opened enough eyes, but his friends know that none of them deserves to have his name in the tree (of course remain, returns to balance other balance. I here again the harmony).




To Antonio.