#41 not the end

i like to know the end.

i never quite anything. i always go all the way to the end because i need to know how it ends. there are only a couple of books that i started that didn't finished. now i remember an awful Nick Cave's book a friend gave me, she picked it up just by the author and i do love Nick Cave when he sings and he breaks my heart everytime, but sorry dear Raquel, i have no idea who told him he should right a novel. it was terrible, it was boring at times and it was painful to read sometimes but i kept on hoping for the final twist, for a good moment, a good sentence that made the time worth it. i didin't find it, but still i read it all the way to the end. i needed to, you know, how could i just accept not knowing how it ended? i could never.

they say curiosity killed the cat and i guess it will kill me eventually.

but sometimes the end is just "and then he said you have my email, right?" and you just go WHAT? this is the end? oh kid me not! tell me that there is a second season for this show! tell me that someone is writing part two, a crappy sequel no-one is going to watch! don't tell me that I'll have to live with this end! don't tell me that the rest of the story will only continue in my head! give me something more! please! tell me that after that he flew and the plane crashed, or that he went back to his ex-girlfriend, or that he started jogging or painting or something... tell me that she wrote him an email and he didn't answer because it ended in the spam box, but he still thinks about her from time to time, or that he saw the email and laughed and told his friends about that crazy girl back from his vacations... give me something more 'cos this end doesn't let me sleep at night.

people that write these final lines are just sadistic, that's what i think. they are mean twisted and crazy and i'd follow them anywhere just to know a little bit more of the story.