That’s why I prefer rock and wine

I found something about myself last weekend. What I like on Saturday night? Some guy wanted pass all night long with in a room. But I was in a big city, full of good possibilities. I put my black and red shirt to fix with my new all star and went to some indie concert, but I had no ticket I without my ID. So I went back to hostel and changed my clothes, I put my Joy Division T-shirt. I went to Matriz and drink a bottle of wine, danced all the night, I was so much happy. I’m so lazy of relationships, of mine, of others. I can’t listen about it. “I love people but people don’t love me”. I don’t give a damn about it. I think that guy didn’t believe in me. But who cares? Boys are lying all the time in special to themselves. Now I am me, myself and I. Some people ask me “Will you travel alone?” “Will you go to that concert alone?” Sure, why not? I just need my boots to see the world and is what I’m doing now. Knowing the world, knowing myself and have a perfect meeting with happiness.