febrero 28, 2011

I am young, I am strong, I AM NOT LOOKING FOR WHERE I BELONG. I am not cool, I AM FREE, and I am running with blood on my knees.

febrero 27, 2011

Seems like I am on my own.
Feels like I am losing it all.

febrero 26, 2011

Adore.-

I don't mean to run, but every time you come around I feel more alive than ever, and I guess it's too much. Maybe we're too young and I don't even know what's real, but I know I never wanted anything so bad. I've never wanted anyone so bad.
Help me come back down, I'm high above the clouds. You know I'm suffocating, but I blame this town. Why do I deny the things that burn inside? Down deep I'm barely breathing, but you just see a smile. I don't want to let it go, I just want to know: if I let you love me, be the one adored, would you go all the way? Be the one I'm looking for?

febrero 25, 2011

For a pessimist, I am pretty optimistic.

febrero 24, 2011

I wanna be the one to walk in the sun.

febrero 23, 2011





She wants to go home,
but nobody's home.
That's where she lies,
broken inside.
All the things he said running though my head.

febrero 22, 2011

Mejor ponerse las zapatillas, en vez de pretender alfombrar el mundo entero.

febrero 21, 2011

Hogwarts.

GRYFFINDOR:

[x] You've never done drugs.
[] You have a lot of friends.
[] You get along with everyone.
[x] You love soccer.
[] You love baseball.
[x] You're into writing and art.
[x] Favorite music genre is rock.
[x] You believe in "innocent until proven guilty" theory.
[] One of your favorite colors is red or gold.
[x] Good grades at school.
[] One of the worst things you can do is lie.
[x] You plan on going to college/a school.

TOTAL: 7


HUFFLEPUFF

[] You're content with mostly everything in your life right now.
[x] You laugh a lot.
[] You like to follow trends.
[] Politics suck.
[] You love to swim
[x] Water polo is awesome.
[] Pink is one of your favorite colors.
[] Black is morbid & depressing.
[] You're an optimist.
[] You're very emotional.
[] You haven't made fun of anyone this month.
[x] Loyalty is the MOST important thing in a relationship.

TOTAL: 3


RAVENCLAW

[] You're depressed to a certain extent.
[x] You love to read.
[x] You appreciate the arts.
[] Sports suck.
[] Hate is completely unneeded.
[] Indie is your favorite genre of music.
[x] Every once in a while you have little anger outbursts.
[x] Lying is sometimes okay.
[x]Blue is one of your favorite colors.
[x] Knowledge is the key to power
[x] Sarcasm is the best kind of humor.
[x] People should know what they're talking about before they talk.

TOTAL: 8



SLYTHERIN

[] There's at least one person you hate.
[x] Basketball is a good sport.
[x] Football is amazing.
[x] Black is a cool color.
[x] You've lied about something serious
[x] You're a very deep person.
[] You have considered suicide.
[] You are not very loyal.
[] You like heavy metal.
[x] They make school seem more important than it is.
[x] You're scared to grow up.
[x] Anger is one of your primary feelings.
[x] You have trust issues.
[] Guilty until proven innocent.

TOTAL: 9

Fuck yeah, 'Slytherin' dijo el sombrero (?

febrero 20, 2011

And after all the blood that you still owe,
another dollar's just another blow.

febrero 19, 2011

We are not what you think we are; WE ARE GOLDEN!

febrero 18, 2011

Your memory will carry on, we'll carry on.

febrero 17, 2011

She.

She screams in silence. A sullen riot penetrating through her mind waiting for a sign to smash the silence with the brick of self-control.
Are you locked up in a world that's been planned out for you? Are you feeling like a social tool without a use? Scream at me until my ears bleed. I'm taking heed just for you.
She's figured out all her doubts were someone else's point of view. Waking up this time to smash the silence with the brick of self-control.
Every rose has its thorn,
just like every night has its dawn.

febrero 16, 2011

Fun is the best revenge.

Stop and stare.

This town is colder now, I think it's sick of us. It's time to make our move, I'm shaking off the rust. I've got my heart set on anywhere but here. I'm staring down myself, counting up the years. Steady hands, just take the wheel, and every glance is killing me. Time to make one last appeal... for the life I lead. They're trying to come back, all my senses push. Untie the weight bags, I never thought I could. Steady feet, don't fail me now. Gonna run till you can't walk. Something pulls my focus out and I'm standing down. Stop and stare, I think I'm moving but I go nowhere. I know that everyone gets scared, but I've become what I can't be. You start to wonder why you're here not there, and you'd give anything to get what's fair, but fair ain't what you really need, can you see what I see?

I am not okay.

Well, if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say. I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way. For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took, remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
I'm not okay, you wear me out.
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems? I've told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means to be a joke and look, another line without a hook, I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!
Forget about the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed.
But you really need to listen to me because I'm telling you the truth I mean this, I'm okay!
Trust me.


Well, I'm not okay, I'm not o-fucking-kay.

febrero 15, 2011

After midnight.

I'm walking in the shadows of my tempted soul. Time is ticking by, while I'm chatting with this bottle of wine. I know that I'm not perfect. I'll admit that I'm a fool. Everytime I am lost, I am always finding my way back to you; the one I need when I'm awake. Did she see it coming dying in a bath of shame, while all her hopes past her by and all her fears had killed her dry? I can see what she was thinking, it’s so easy if you try: killing yourself with a silver dagger just to show how much his love is worth the pain, then hear him cry your name. Take me home, I wanna go, and I'm sorry I can't love you. I'm sorry I can't make you see who I am.

febrero 14, 2011

Valentine's day.

Un día que nunca me hizo sentir mal estando sola, y que nunca me va a hacer sentir bien estando con alguien. Su única función, aparentemente, es hacer que la gente soltera se sienta más sola todavía.

So, Valentine's day can suck it >:(.


febrero 12, 2011

Lo malo de los besos es que crean adicción :_

Temporary insanity.

What just happened? Did you kiss me?
'Cause that's a place we've never until now,
and I don't know how it's gonna be after this;
do we pretend these feelings don't exist at all? Or do we fall?
My confusion show whenever you get so close.
I stumble, I stutter, forget what to say.
I'm nervous, I wonder why I'm acting this way.
You made a move and changed your mind.

Too much to lose, you've crossed the line
between friends and something more.
Was it all a big mistake?
And if it was, it's much too late to undo,
and I don't really want to let you go
but I still don't know how I feel about you.
What this really means?
It's crazy to want you, is it meant to be?
What you do to me? What comes over me?
If this is crazy there's nothing I'd rather be.
It's temporary insanity. What's going on with you and me?
Is it real or is it fantasy? Forever or just temporary?




(Iamlosingmymind.)

Putita.

Sin piedad dejás atrás un séquito de vana idolatría.
Derramás esa impresión de ser la acción que encarna la ternura.
A tu alrededor no hay humildad, la venus es caricatura.
La piel, los labios donde roza la bambula serán mi prado, mi vergel.
Ya sé, el camino a la fama no significa nada si no hay una misión.
¿Cuál es? Hacerte muy putita, probar tu galletita con toda devoción.

(Sos tan espectacular que no podés ser mío nada más,
tenías que ser de todas.)
Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me.

febrero 11, 2011

Nada que hagas, nada que digas, N A D A puede hacerme mal. Dejá que te diga que hace raaaato que no aguanto tus ataques de "sinceridad".


(Cada vez que necesito olvidarme de todo, me acuerdo de vos.)
It's just another day, nothing in my way.
I don't wanna go, I don't wanna stay.
There is nothing left to say.

febrero 10, 2011

I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now.

febrero 09, 2011

No se puede detener el presente, ni tampoco rebobinar el pasado.
El único modo de llegar a conocer el secreto… es darle al PLAY.

febrero 08, 2011

febrero 07, 2011

Maybe I know, somewhere, deep in my soul, that love never lasts. And we've got to find other ways to make it alone and keep a straight face. I've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance. I had sword to myself that I am content with lonelyness, 'cause none of it was ever worth the risk.
Trouble is a friend of mine.
Ya sé que el camino a la fama no significa nada si no hay una misión. ¿Cuál es? Hacerte bien putita, probar tu galletita con toda devoción.

febrero 06, 2011

I don't give a damn about
my bad reputation.

febrero 05, 2011

I don't love you like I loved you yesterday.

Well, when you go don't ever think I'll make you try to stay. And maybe when you get back I'll be off to find another way. And after all this time that you still owe, you're still a good-for-nothing I don't know. So take your gloves and get out, better get out while you can.
When you go, would you even turn to say "I don't love you like I did yesterday"?
Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading, so sick and tired of all the needless beating, but, baby, when they knock you down and out, it's where you oughta stay. Well, after all the blood that you still owe, another dollar's just another blow. So fix your eyes and get up, better get up while you can. When you go, would you even turn to say

"I don't love you like I did yesterday"?
Si no te apreciara tanto, te daría un beso que te haría temblar.
Como yo te aprecio mucho, te lo voy a dar igual.

febrero 04, 2011

Tiempo atrás lo salpicabas todo con tu encanto,
te he visto reducir hombres al llanto y a la fortuna despreciar.
Hoy rayas el mediodía casi descocida,
sos un flamenco con el ala herida, con la intemperie te arropás.
Como yegua derramaba su esplendor.
Éramos salvajes sin frenos para el amor,
y en la misma fantasía, se fundía y se reía de los dos.
Hoy, quizá la sutileza me guardó un rescate,
me fui avivando en otro par de escapes, me vine sabio en boicotear.
Con el tiempo fui aprendiendo a ser robot,
era programable en cuestiones del amor.
Y en la misma fantasía, me fundía y me reía de los dos.
Algunas noches soy fácil, no acato limites.
Como yegua se reía de los dos.
Yo creía en tus palabras, tu mirada me engañó, ahora sé que no sos mío, el culpable fuiste vos.
Son todos una mierda, hasta que me demuestren lo contrario.

febrero 03, 2011

El que busca donde no debe, se entera de lo que no quiere.
++, FORRAS.