febrero 17, 2010

this is DEFINITELY relax time. i can't say how much I NEEDED this. an empty house, music REALLY LOUD, singin & screaming without no one telling you to shut your mouth. time to take photos, time to write, time to sing, TIME TO DANCE.-
sit back, relax sit back, relapse again. you're a regular decorated emergency ~

febrero 09, 2010

one of 100 monkeys ♥

Away, away, away with me I drown in my own ecstacy Away, away, away, away with me I'm unimportant, C'est la vie Away, away with me, C'est la vie
I love you much, too much No podés ser tan perfecto, simplemente no podés. Jackson Rathbone

febrero 06, 2010

i want you to say that you're sorry.. sorry for all of this. i want you to tell me that you love me until the end, even if there's no truth in these words. i want you to see that you're acting like a kid, you're making me suffer 'cause i did the same to you.. once upon a time we were happy, what the fuck happened with us? once upon a time we were just like music & lyrics from the most beautiful song. once upon a time.. but now, not even the ashes are here. Hey there Delilah What's it like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away But girl, tonight you look so pretty Yes you do Times Square can't shine as bright as you I swear it's true Hey there Delilah Don't you worry about the distance I'm right there if you get lonely Give this song another listen Close your eyes Listen to my voice, it's my disguise I'm by your side Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me What you do to me Hey there Delilah I know times are getting hard But just believe me, girl Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar We'll have it good We'll have the life we knew we would My word is good Hey there Delilah I've got so much left to say If every simple song I wrote to you Would take your breath away I'd write it all Even more in love with me you'd fall We'd have it all Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me A thousand miles seems pretty far But they've got planes and trains and cars I'd walk to you if I had no other way Our friends would all make fun of us and we'll just laugh along because we know That none of them have felt this way Delilah I can promise you That by the time we get through The world will never ever be the same And you're too blame Hey there Delilah You be good and don't you miss me Two more years and you'll be done with school And I'll be making history like I do You'll know it's all because of you We can do whatever we want to Hey there Delilah here's to you This one's for you Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me What you do to me.-

febrero 05, 2010

red & purple lipstick all over the page ~

X's on the back of your hands, Wash them in the bathroom to drink like the bands. And your setlist (setlist), You stole off the stage, Had red and purple lipstick all over the page.- B-b-b-bruises cover your arms, Shaking in the fingers with the bottle in your palm. And the best is (best is), No one knows who you are, Just another girl alone at the bar.-

febrero 03, 2010

I wanna know.. have you ever seen the rain? ~

Well, well, well.. díganme melancólica, pero los días perfectamente lluviosos (like today) me provocan tirarme en la cama, escuchar las gotas caer y pensar.. pensar mucho, en pasado y futuro (generalmente futuro poco probable, pero soñar no cuesta nada, no?) nunca presente, es algo qe no me llama la atención. El presente simplemente se vive, no se sueña, no se piensa, no se imagina. Así lo veo yo. Hoy es un día de esos en los qe me gustaría seguir de vacaciones en la costa. Estar en la playa me inspira mucho más a escribir. Qé pena qe sea tan descocada y me haya olvidado mi cuaderno en casa! Podría haber traído mucho material para este nuevo blog así no lo abandonaba tan rápido como a los demás. BTW, le puse entusiasmo esta vez, así qe espero qe perdure. Tengo muchas ganas de escribir y no sé por dónde empezar, ni qé tema tratar, nada. Sólo sé qe hoy estoy.. deprimida? no, esa no es la palabra qe estoy buscando, tal vez.. simplemente neutral, estoy como flotando en una nube, y hace tiempo qe necesitaba sentirme así. And there were future reflections On the face and the hands On a green colored island On a primitive man It was the future reflected It felt familiar but new A street was missing a building The kids had something to do There was a feeling the spirit was leaving Red like a marker So my tribe, with my knife Cut the heart from a lonely life I saw patterns on floorboards Deep in the dust was a leader Someone was walking on floorboards Turned them from oak to cedar He can assess the situation I wrapped a string around my finger Into the forest with the young ones I don't expect to be a winner But as long as you feel it I'm a believer My heart is phosphor Sea rolls and death tolls Break the surface don't break my bones Off of the trail and off of your hands and Onto a new plan Is the cost to stay lost Forever in an empty skin Pale and thin If it's good, or if it's fortune, I can't tell But pieces come together for some reason just as well Their guns couldn't see us There's a sea outside my door And one day I'll appreciate The rush of blood and the washed out beat of the shore And remember what it felt like To be alone Sitting in the sunlight All alone