El destino se portó bien. No creo en coincidencias. Cuesta afrontar un par de cosas, pero debemos hacer lo que es mejor para cada uno de nosotros. Y como las cosas cambiaron, esta situación en la que estoy atrapada hace rato también cambió. No me siento atada como antes. Eso no quita que siga siendo difícil para mí.
Detrás de todo este espectáculo de palabras, tiembla indeciblemente la esperanza de que me leas,
de que no haya muerto del todo en tu memoria...
marzo 31, 2010
marzo 30, 2010
I don't know what you heard about me
Can you see me floating above your head, as you lay in bed thinking about everything that you did not do, cause saying I love you has nothing to do with meaning it. And I don't trust you cause every time you're here your intentions are unclear. I spend every hour waiting for a phone call that I know will never come. You ain't ever coming back to me that's not how things were supposed to be. You take my hand just to give it back, no other lover has ever done that.
Do you remember the way we used to melt? Do you remember how it felt when I touched you? Cause I remember very well. And how long has it been since someone you let in has given what I gave to you. And at night when you sleep, do you dream I would be there just for a minute or two, do you?
Do you remember the way we used to melt? Do you remember how it felt when I touched you? Cause I remember very well. And how long has it been since someone you let in has given what I gave to you. And at night when you sleep, do you dream I would be there just for a minute or two, do you?
marzo 26, 2010
marzo 25, 2010
When a man loves a woman can't keep his mind on nothin' else
He'd trade the world for a good thing he's found
If she is bad, he can't see it she can do no wrong
Turn his back on his best friend if he puts her down
When a man loves a woman spend his very last dime
Trying to hold on to what he needs
He'd give up all his comforts and sleep out in the rain
If she said that's the way it ought to be
When a man loves a woman I give you everything I got
Trying to hold on to your precious love...
I gotta say what's on my mind
Something about us doesn't seem right these days, life keeps getting in the way. Whenever we try somehow the plan is always rearranged.
-What about us? What about everything we've been through?
-What about trust?
-You know I never wanted to hurt you.
-And what about me?
-What am I supposed to do?
-What about us? What about everything we've been through?
-What about trust?
-You know I never wanted to hurt you.
-And what about me?
-What am I supposed to do?
marzo 23, 2010
Shiver
You build me up
You knock me down
Provoke a smile
And make me frown
You are the queen of runaround
You knock me down
Provoke a smile
And make me frown
You are the queen of runaround
You know it's true
You chew me up
And spit me out
Enjoy the taste
I leave in your mouth
You look at me
I look at you
Neither of us know what to do
There may not
Be another way to your heart
So I guess I'd better find a new way in
I shiver when I hear your name
Think about you but it's not the same
I won't be satisfied I'm under your skin
Immobilized by the thought of you
Paralyzed by the sight of you
Hypnotized by the words you say
Not true but I believe anyway
So come to bed it's getting late
There's no more time for us to waste
Remember how my body tastes
You feel your heart begin to race
It was like shooting a sitting duck
I still don't know what you've done to me.
I feel a kind of fear when I don't have you near.
I feel a kind of fear when I don't have you near.
marzo 18, 2010
Must get out
I've been the needle and the thread weaving figure eights and circles round your head. I try to laugh but cry instead. Patiently wait to hear the words you've never said. Fumbling through your dresser door forgot what I was looking for, try to guide me in the right direction, making use of all this time keeping everything inside, close my eyes and listen to you cry. I'm lifting you up. I'm letting you down. I'm dancing til dawn. I'm fooling around. I'm not giving up. I'm making your love. This city's made us crazy and we must get out. There's only so much I can do for you after all of the things you put me through.
marzo 14, 2010
Cada vez que te tengo me vuelvo loca
Y cada vez, cuando te miro, cada vez,
encuentro una razón para seguir viviendo.
Y cada vez, cuando te miro, cada vez,
es como descubrir el universo.
encuentro una razón para seguir viviendo.
Y cada vez, cuando te miro, cada vez,
es como descubrir el universo.
marzo 12, 2010
marzo 08, 2010
marzo 06, 2010
Caipiroska
-Limón de pica/lima
-Azúcar
-Hielo
-Vodka
Poner los limones de pica cortados en cuartos, en un vaso 'On the Rocks' y agregar una cucharada grande de azúcar.
Con un macerador (o cuchara), presionar el limón para que suelte todo su jugo y se mezcle con el azúcar.
Poner hasta el borde del vaso hielo picado y llenarlo con Vodka.
Mezclar suavemente el trago y decorar con una rodaja de limón de pica/lima.

-Azúcar
-Hielo
-Vodka
Poner los limones de pica cortados en cuartos, en un vaso 'On the Rocks' y agregar una cucharada grande de azúcar.
Con un macerador (o cuchara), presionar el limón para que suelte todo su jugo y se mezcle con el azúcar.
Poner hasta el borde del vaso hielo picado y llenarlo con Vodka.
Mezclar suavemente el trago y decorar con una rodaja de limón de pica/lima.
marzo 04, 2010
marzo 03, 2010
Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
I learned to play on the safe side, so I don't get hurt
I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you... I am afraid.
I learned to play on the safe side, so I don't get hurt
I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you... I am afraid.
marzo 02, 2010
Mirá, te tengo abandonado porque después me joden por las cosas que escribo en vos, no es que no te quiera más. No me aburrís. Además ya no quiero que todo aquel que te lea sepa qué pienso. Por otro lado, tampoco se me ocurre nada para escribir. Te aprecio querido Blog, pasamos ya tantas cosas juntos, pero por ahora vas a seguir sin entradas nuevas.
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