No. I'm not drunk. But please do not listen to me. Although you see my lips moving and my voice suddenly deepens and becomes more serious and edgy, not listen to me. Because if I I'll finish listening to it. Nothing will have been pretending not to feel anything. You're just a friend. I ask. Release the hand that I'm taking. But I need you! No. I did not say anything. That is, yes! Arg , get away from me. No. Do not ask me why. I know. I'm nervous and trembling all over. No. I can not calm down. I just feel miserable unable to move a finger. No. No! Do not help me. Just go. Yes, I'm weird. But trust me. Now. Listen, please. Do not go near mass Mi. I'm not saying stupid things! Can not you see? Rather, I am trying not to say them. So I'm asking you leave me alone. Why? Because. I've already said. I can not think and you know what happens when you feed. I act. I later come remorse. Exactly! It is impossible. You can not understand. And better and better all the while will know. Not! Do not ask me. Do not want to answer. What me? I spend a lot of things. "Bad? I do not know. I think it is very difficult to qualify. Because the feeling itself is beautiful. But in my case. Because I'm wrong. I have the wrong person. Who? I must not say. Yes. Of course I trust you! But I can not. If I say it will all be over. No, please! Do not be angry. Not that. But ... okay, yes, if enfadándote get you away, then yes. No. Really. Believe me. I'm this weird because ... I love you. Damn!
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