It is one of those feelings that as time passes, the more accurate it becomes, as people who have the suspicion that your partner deceives, you know, this process as gradually moving from the doubts security, those times that you see your kid or your girl kissing on your nose with someone else and think “think it cheap” , that is hello.
What is living in denial that instead of saying to hell with this relationship shit that I am the third or the third question, instead you say with a safe, quiet and well calm voice yes cheap when you could explode in anger, screaming, cursing and go kick ass, but the moment in which we like a story of weight, something we did not expect, something I never would have imagined, we can only shrug our arms and say and cheap .
Although already knew and for a long time that had cheap and had not be intuitive or guess when that person never had time for you and not let you see your cell phone and passed sending each message with someone or you know and always ended with a suspicious face, but sometimes we refuse to outright evidence and expect to be told in the snout something or give us shock therapy the evidence we need, before that, there is still salvation, nothing happens until it reaches the powerful thing that cheap, before that feeling there is still a spark of hope.
Really it makes me laugh a complex situation is minimized with that word, or perhaps be that if we understand all that goes with that cheap something, but when a scenario is lousy, instead of using deeper and wise words that make us we accept the loss or defeat say in a slightly jovial tone, I cheap thing.
But right now I say half crying and half jokingly , “I think It’s cheap my iPhone”
Mean, when you find yourself licking the screen because he fell strawberry jelly of your donuts, you discover a new level yes cheap thing and understand why no longer does the volume of your beloved and precious iPhone, rays, if that device would talk things and things that count.
Those stories that is kamikaze, why it does not work the damn iPhone 4s and not because lama, or grip with my teeth when I occupied the hands, or hold it in the league of shorts or my boos, everything has to do with the device beggar is suicidal and always ends up on the floor, it’s not my hands stomach. And not by evidence or physical evidence that concludes, even when it starts to do weird things, not to be the screen or switch to vibrate volume according to your mood, do not make me suspect that not that was until I realized not want to turn what was happening.
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