lunes, 19 de marzo de 2012

Me muerde el corazón

Empecemos con un par de besos, caricias mordisquitos susurros y piel de pollo.

Something yours

Y ahora, ¿qué quieres que te diga? Qué eres un regalo, la foto más viva y llena de color de mi álbum. Qué eres una sábana de vida calentita para envolverme y acurrucarme en mis peores, o quizás mejores noces. Qué eres una pequeña cajita de besos, de caricias y de abrazos intensos. Pues sí vale, eres una pequeña cajita, la cual cerraré con llave para poder tener algo tuyo siempre que lo necesite.

sábado, 10 de marzo de 2012

To be somebody

Supposedly, we are here to be somebody, to have a future (not far) to have a boyfriend, husband, children, grandchildren and so on. To have a family to be happy, to have all day to eat, to sleep in a warm bed, with the person you love. But .. it really does not make us completely happy .. There are poor people being very happy, content with having only one meal a day, or at least your kids have it, sleep on something soft .. either a carton of clothes or a mattress out of the trash. We have better things to these .. and complained, so the human mind .. some are happy with little, and we by far and here we are, worrying about things we shouldn't. We have everything we love, friendship, family and a house that no matter how small, is "cool." We suffer from love .. and they suffer for food .. us saying that our life is shit, theirs is worse, and do not say that. Now is what I mean with all this: You do not want more than what you have, because people want to have half of what you have

viernes, 9 de marzo de 2012

Not weak.

It's nice to feel good. Remember that you must begin to live and smile, stand to think of all the things you lost by being repentant, perhaps crying, or maybe studying. But look at me I do not regret anything, if I cried, I cried and if I laughed, I laughed. Just believe in what you do and what you can will do. I need a drink of happiness, they say that relieves all ills. Yes, I am strong, because if you are weak you wont go nowhere. Just repeat: I live by and for my''

Look at me

Look at me, I'm strong, I can take that don't look to pass and you see me indifferent. There has been so time, maybe 3 or 4 months, but fuck, I changed? I can't be the same girl as before, we all have to grow, but is important that there are people with us, see what we have grown. You changed, you went to speak to ignore me, and I still keep seeing you as before, yes before, while still smiled

domingo, 4 de marzo de 2012

Miss nothing.

I'm miss autonomy, miss nowhere
I'm at the bottom of me
Miss androgyny, miss don't care
What I've done to me
I am misused , I don't wanna do
Be not your slave
Misguided, I mind it
I'm missin' the train
And I don't know where I've been
And I don't know what I'm into
And I don't know what I've done to me
And as I watch you disappear into the ground
My one mistake was that I never let you down
So I'll waste my time and I'll burn my mind
I'm miss nothing, I miss everything
I'm miss fortune, miss so soon
I'm like a bottle of pain
Miss matter, you hadder
Now she's goin' away
I am misused, misconstrued
I don't need to be saved
Miss slighted, I mind it
I'm stuck in the rain
And I don't know where I am
And I don't know what I'm into
And I don't know what I've done to me
And as I watch you disappear into the ground
My one mistake was that I couldn't let you down
So I'll waste my time and I'll burn my mind
I'm miss nothing,
I miss everything
I miss everything.
And as I watch you disappear into my head
Well, there's a man who's tellin' me I might be dead
So I'll waste my time and I'll burn my mind
So I'll waste my time and I'll burn my mind
I'm miss nothing, I miss everything


martes, 21 de febrero de 2012


Volví a encontrar tus caricias en un album de fotos, creímos que el tiempo nos uniría de nuevo, pero solo consiguió que me olvidara de tu voz, que no recuerde cuál era tu canción favorita y que cada uno basemos nuestra felicidad en cosas distintas. Cuando eramos uno...cuando me llamabas cada noche, y ahora en cambio si no es por una simple foto, no recordaría tu existencia.