Smiling is the answer.

There are moments in which we are filled of sadness, depression and despair… Moments that we just want throw it all away. Moments in which we just need to stop and cry. Crying is not too bad sometimes, but we prefer to breathe and pretend. Pretending and pretending.
Right now, I am at that level. A level in which I do not want to hear anything, do anything and say anything. Some people say that misfortunes never come alone. And it is absolutely right.
I would like to, I don’t know, maybe to go away by myself for a while and cry. But, there’s no place for sadness, depression and despair in my life. My mom says that no matter what happens if you try to be happy someday you will. And I am trying, I really do. So, my final point is that it is just about time.  

Waiting for forever.

“I am imagining a day...where I get up...and I know that I will not see you...because you're far away. Okay? I will not see you. No chance. Will not. And now I’m imagining a day, when I get up, and I know that I might see you. Okay? Might. Could. Maybe. Of those two days, that’s the day I want, that’s the day I choose. And how can one step away from you...ever be anything for me but a step in the wrong direction? How?”

That’s the love, simple, hard, easy, difficult, stressful, but always, to some extent, awesome.
This is a quote of one of my favourite movies, Waiting for forever, in which love is something more than everything. We are bad used to love with restrictions and without being everything we can. We just love and wait for being loved in return. But, it is not just like this. We have to give everything we can, and I don’t know, just love with every single part of our heart. From that movie I have learnt that no matter what happens, if people are intended for being together they will, but, we have the choice of making this real or just throw it away. 

#PrayForHumanity

I am going to talk about the repercussion that the yesterday’s fact in Paris had in the social networks such as Facebook.

I really agree with the fact of people being supportive with catastrophes as a terrorist attack could be, but, the thing that is making me so angry is just that every single day people die. I mean, what happened yesterday was awful, obviously, but it is happening in countries such as Egypt, Libya, etc, every day. And anybody is making any comment about this. The fact that Parisians are more like neighbours than maybe other people is not a good argument.  I really think so. Every single day around 8.000 people die without any media comment. I am not saying that what happened yesterday should not have this impact, what I am trying to say is that every death should be recognized by the same way. It is not about Paris or Egypt or whatever, we are talking about people, with families, with dreams... We are talking about humans and humanity. Not religion, not location, anything else than people.
That is just because I am not going to change my profile photograph with a Paris flag, and if I did, I would change it with a picture of the whole world.
And please, not only #PrayForParis, instead also ‪‪#‎PrayforBeirut, ‪#‎PrayForAfghanistan, #‎PrayForSyria, ‪#‎PrayForLibya, ‪#‎PrayForAnkara, ‪#‎PrayForBaghdad, #‎PrayForPalestine, ‪#‎PrayforMyamar, ‪#‎PrayForYemen, and so on.
Thanks. 

Mistaken.

One of my favourite series’ characters says: “Here’s the thing about mistakes. Sometimes, even when you know something’s a mistake, you gotta make it anyway”.

That’s the point. Sometimes we know that what we are doing is a very big mistake. But we have to try anyway. Do you know what make us act like this? They are just two simple words, “what if”.
What if... 
It destroys our brain making us think that there are a set of possibilities in which we can choose, but, in fact, it is not like this. We can choose whatever we want, but destiny always has its own way. And whatever we choose, probably it is going to be the wrong decision.
That’s it. Being mistaken is something which we have to deal with. I really do not know if I am choosing the wrong way or if not. Right now, my head is a mess. And I really do not know what and why I am writing.
What if...
What would happen if we could make possible this “what if”? Would I be happy? Would it be a mistake?
I do not know. But, it is just this... "You gotta make it anyway"