El otro dia vi una peli que se llama el Albergue Español. Me encanto, en serio, super padre. Despues pues quise ver la continuacion, Les Poupées Russes. Esto si que me movio el tapete.
Siempre he creido que no existen las coincidencias. Es mas lo que atraes, vaya, que depende de tu mood es lo ue atraes o en lo que mas te fijas.
El protagonista, Xavier, dice unas frases que me dejaron pensando un buen, y luego una conversacion que tiene con Wendy, con la que me identifique cañon:
She must have really been in love to get to this. How can so many sincere moments, one after the other, lead to such misery... who'd want that?
W.- You are the perfect guy.
X.- You're making a mistake, I'm really not. If there's someone on
Earth with mistakes that is me.
W.- That's what I just said. You are the perfect guy.
X.- How come you are such a nice girl?
W.- I'm not being nice. It happens to be that this is the best thing that has happen to me in the past 26 years.
X.- I'm not sure I'm the one you're talking about, the one you think I am.
W.- What de you think?I know you're not always perfect. I know you have tons of problems, defects, imperfections... but who doesn't? It's just that I prefer your problems. I'm in love with your imperfections. Your imperfections are just great!
I know most girls they get weak on their knees for what's beautiful, you know, that's all they see, that's all they want. But I'm not like that. I don't just see what's beautiful. I fall for the other stuff. I love what's not perfect. It's just how I am.
What's all this shit about love? How do we get so nuts? The time we waste! When you're alone, you cry, "Will I find her?" When you're not- "Does she love me as much as I love her?" "Can we love more than one person in a lifetime?" Why do we split up? All these fucking questions! You can't say we're uninformed. We read love stories, fairy tales, novels. We watch movies. Love, love, love...!
En fin! Al final acabas por pensar que nadie merece que de entregues por completo, que el amor no existe y que es solo una substancia que segrega tu cerebro, que cual es la maldita necesidad de estar llorando dias y dias, por una incertidumbre, porque no se pueden controlar los impulsos o porque cuesta tanto controlarlos, no hay ninguna necesidad, asi es que bueno, a comer chocolates!
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