Sunday, December 14, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
mentiromitirdecidir
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Fando sin Lis

I want to hold the hand inside youI want to take a breath thats trueI look to you and I see nothingI look to you to see the truthYou live your lifeYou go in shadowsYoull come apart and youll go blackSome kind of night into your darknessColors your eyes with whats not there.Fade into youStrange you never knewFade into youI think its strange you never knewA strangers light comes on slowlyA strangers heart without a homeYou put your hands into your headAnd then smiles cover your heartFade into youStrange you never knewFade into youI think its strange you never knewFade into youStrange you never knewFade into youI think its strange you never knewI think its strange you never knew.
Mazzy Star..
Monday, November 10, 2008
X.x

It's way too late to be this locked inside ourselves the trouble is that you're in love with someone else it should be me it should be me sacred parts you get a ways you come along on summer days tenderly tastefully it's so me you make time to try and find somebody else this place is mine set a day you know exactly how I feel I had my doubts little girl I'm in love with something real It could be me that's changing it's so me you make time to try and find somebody else who has a line now season with health two lovers walk a lakeside mile try pleasing with stealth Brody oh she stands long ending fell oh how I love you in the evenings when we are sleeping we are sleeping oh we are sleeping It's so me we make time we try and find somebody else who has a line Now season with helltwo lovers walk a lakeside mile try pleasing with stealth Brody oh she stands long oh ending fell
Interpol - C'Mere
Interpol - C'Mere
para V...
sabes... hoy recorde lo q dijo un amigo sobre el sentimiento de necesidad x alguien más... dijo q debería ser sencillo.. simple... creo q su percepción es muy sana... hasta cierto punto así es amar... es simple.... se da y uno no debería enredarse tanto en su telaraña interna (o externa)... ja... se complica x q es un estado incontrolable... sale lo mejor de uno... más al mismo tiempo se proyecta temor x el riesgo d ser transparente ... tan expuesto... x invitar a alguien más a tu vida... x vivir con fantasmas de emociones pasadas sin resolver... asuntos inconclusos... q nada tienen q ver con la persona del presente... solo con lo q uno es... decidir q dejar atrás (ahhh... pasado) y continuar... si estas libre d esto el amor es simple... aún así en ocasiones los prejuicios de otros se pueden proyectar en tu relación y contaminar tu percepción de lo q sientes... d lo q sienten x ti... finalmente quien decide es uno.. aunq amar es un riesgo.. no es una moneda al aire.... vivir estimulado sensorial-emocional-mentalmente es genial!!!!! ese estado se da instaneamente... ja... me gustaría necesitar a alguien... hasta pronto...
Sunday, November 09, 2008
limilimilimi.....
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Thursday, July 03, 2008
Control...
lati2... : 25/05/2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
june...
Detesto pensar de nuevo en ti... en mi... en tu + yo... en esa mínima posibilidad... en este ciclo q parece no tener fin... es un círculo q cuando se va a cerrar de nuevo lo abro ante la más mínima causa... ashhhh... ya no importa lo q digas... lo q no has dicho o lo q quieras decir... demasiado tiempo ha pasado y no puedo pensar x ti... ya no es suficiente sentir a traves del sonido del corazón... no se x q necesito escucharlo de tu voz... pero así es.... lo q sea q sientas dimelo... ya no es sano para mi mantener este círculo abierto... sabes igual si solo tienes para mi sentimientos de amistad... aún así te pido me lo hagas saber... así d claro... para cerrar este círculo... esa mínima posibilidad... antes de q decida x ambos... q x mi decido... y cambio de opinión... jaja... x q ashhh q díficil el arte de esperar....
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Recordando el pasado...jaja....
I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldnt be that man I adored
You dont seem to know, dont seem to care what your heart is for
But I dont know him anymore
Theres nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
Thats whats going on, nothings fine
Im torn
Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Youre a little late, Im already torn
So I guess the fortune tellers right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
To crawl beneath my veins and nowI dont care, I have no luck, I dont miss it all that much
Theres just so many things that I cant touch, Im torn
Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Youre a little late, Im already torn. torn.
Theres nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
Thats whats going on, nothings right, Im tornIm all out of faith, this is how I feelIm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and Im ashamed bound and broken on the floor
Youre a little late, Im already torn
Natalie Imbruglia...
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldnt be that man I adored
You dont seem to know, dont seem to care what your heart is for
But I dont know him anymore
Theres nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
Thats whats going on, nothings fine
Im torn
Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Youre a little late, Im already torn
So I guess the fortune tellers right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
To crawl beneath my veins and nowI dont care, I have no luck, I dont miss it all that much
Theres just so many things that I cant touch, Im torn
Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Youre a little late, Im already torn. torn.
Theres nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
Thats whats going on, nothings right, Im tornIm all out of faith, this is how I feelIm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
Im wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Im all out of faith, this is how I feel
Im cold and Im ashamed bound and broken on the floor
Youre a little late, Im already torn
Natalie Imbruglia...
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
mandarinas....
me siento extraña... sabes siento la mayor cantidad de emociones egolatras q he podido sentir desde q recuerdo... jaja... x eso no me siento extraña eh.... jaja...me da risa...blahh... x otro lado no se q me pasa... q quiero q no tngo?... q creo q me falta?... ahhh... me desespero... algunos puntos de mi vida estan claros en decisiones...en otros puntos aún dudo de lo q quiero... detesto dudar...voy encaminada en lo académico... al menos de aquí hasta agosto q termino la maestría... más aún estoy indecisa sobre q hare después... en si...solo quería charlar....estaba encerrada en mi...jaja...
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