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...

diciembre 01, 2010

What I want from this, is learn to let go

So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and all we've been through. I said leave it, leave it, leave it. It's nothing to you! And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good that you can let me out. Let me out of this hell when you're around. Let me out!
Esto siento, más o menos, y por esto mismo muero.