Empty?

{ Me encontraron y entraron en mi vida sigilosamente,

hasta llenar cada hueco }

Still

I am your brilliance and frustration

I am your immaturaty and your indignance

I am your doubt and your conviction

I am your tragedy and your fortune

I am your crisis and delight

I am your profits and your prophets

I am your death and your decisions

I am your sickness and convalescence

I am your weapons and your light

I am your faithless and your religion

I see you averting your glances
I see you cheering on the war
I see you ignoring your children
I see you altering history
I see you abusing the land
I see you silencing your sisters
I see you lie to your country
I see you forcing them out
I see you blaming each other
I see you and your selective amnesia

...and I love you still

Estado actual

Unsent II

Dear Terrance I love you muchly, you've been nothing but open hearted and emotionally available and supportive and nurturing and consummately there for me, I kept drawing you in and pushing you away, I remember how beautiful it was to fall asleep on your couch and cry in front of you for the first time you were the best platform from which to jump beyond myself, what was wrong with me...

Cryin'

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El cielo de Nueva York también llora hoy...

.

Dixit

LuNa dice:

"La perfección no existe en este mundo de mierda. Ni en las cosas ni, mucho menos, en las personas".



» admiración «

Z z Z z Z

hoy ésta seré yo en la cama...

el lunes empiezan las clases, señores

hay que aprovechar el tiempo que nos queda

tenemos por delante otros 3 meses de madrugones... aarrhhgg!

good night, ppl!

Escuxando: Reptilia / The Strokes

Untitled

"He alone is my Rock, my rescuer, and my salvation; He is my fortress, I will never be shaken." Psalm 62:2

About Bob Dylan...

[4:37 am]


- No le conozco... ¿a qué suena su música?
- A mercurio salvaje.
- Wow!, creo que me enamorará...

(Des) Amores

Siempre me enamoro de los imposibles, de los lejanos, de los muertos. Cada noche espero encontrarles cerca de mí,
inalcanzables, pero presentes.

*ah! ahora también estoy por aquí

(thank u Dasha!)

Escuxando: Maybe tomorrow / Stereophonics

S.l.e.e.p.T.o.g.e.t.h.e.r.

are you still mad that we slept together even after we had ended it?

of course you are

These Days

I was walking around, just a face in the crowd
Trying to keep myself out of the rain
Saw a vagabond king wear a styrofoam crown
Wondered if I might end up the same
There’s a man out on the corner
Singing old songs about change
Everybody got their cross to bare, these days

She came looking for some shelter with a suitcase full of dreams
To a motel room on the boulevard
Guess she’s trying to be James Dean
She’s seen all the disciples and all the wanna be’s
No one wants to be themselves these days
Still there’s nothing to hold on to but these days

These days - the stars seem out of reach
These days - there ain’t a ladder on these streets
These days - are fast, love don’t last in this graceless age
There ain’t nobody left but us these days

Jimmy shoes busted both his legs, trying to learn to fly
From a second story window, he just jumped and closed his eyes
His momma said he was crazy - he said momma I’ve got to try
Don’t you know that all my heroes died
And I guess I’d rather die than fade away

These days - the stars seem out of reach
But these days - there ain’t a ladder on these streets
These days are fast, love don’t last in this graceless age
Even innocence has caught the morning train
And there ain’t nobody left but us these days

I know Rome’s still burning
Though the times have changed
This world keep’d turning round and round and round
These days

These days - the stars seem out of reach
But these days - there ain’t a ladder on these streets
These days are fast, love don’t last in this graceless age
Even innocence has caught the morning train
And there ain’t nobody left but us these days
These days - the stars seem out of reach
These days - there ain’t a ladder on these streets
These days - are fast, nothing lasts
There ain’t no time to waste
There ain’t nobody left to take the blame
There ain’t nobody left but us these days

by Bon Jovi

(sin duda, mi canción favorita de este grupo)

Voilá!

Bueno, pues aquí estoy otra vez, después de muchos excesos... jaja, es broma, no fueron tantos... Y bueno, el primer fin de semana del año lo pasé en la casa de campo con toda la family: primos, tíos, etc., entre otras cosas porque a mi (ocurrente) tío se le antojó preparar el sábado una mega-paella para celebrar no sé qué. Me lo pasé muy bien ese día, y la paella también salió muy buena (más de lo que muchos esperaban, jaja). La foto es de “después de”... porque ese día había mucha hambre la verdad, y no estaba una como para sacar fotos con el estómago vacío ;)