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...

abril 08, 2010

Sí, efectivamente está demente, completamente loco, pero las mejores personas lo están.

If I can't

Últimamente mucha gente me está cayendo mal, muy mal, demasiado mal, y eso me da miedo. No creí ser capaz de odiar a alguien. Pero viste cuando caminas por la calle y pensás "De tener un arma, mataría a todos", un terrible sentimiento como ese está comenzando a nacer dentro mío. No sólo gente estúpida que anda por la calle sino aquéllos que conozco hace tiempo y recién ahora caigo en la cuenta de cuán boludos/as son. Y llego al punto de preguntarme si la verdadera solución es matarlos a todos ellos, o a mí. Y, no sé si odio a los demás, o me odio a mí misma por ser tan crítica, inconformable, histérica, psicópata, obsesiva, compulsiva, intolerante. En fin, no me queda más que poner buena cara y sonreír frente a una situación de mierda. Eso me transforma en algo que odio: una hipócrita.

abril 03, 2010

Would you be a friend of mine to remind me what is real?








En casa con Bren, nuestras charlas son las mejores, las risas, todo. La pasamos tan bien con tan poco. Te quiero mucho Dúo.

abril 02, 2010


Con una tarde así, sólo se puede leer, matear y hacer galletitas


Bue... GALLETOTAS =)

Miles from the sun

And I cannot remember what life was like through photographs. And trying to recreate images life gives us from the past. And sometimes its a sad song. And I'm movin on, down my street, I see people I wont ever meet. I think of him, take a breath. Feel the beat in the rhythm of my steps. And sometimes its a sad song.

But I cannot forget, refuse to regret. So glad I met you and take my breath away. Make everyday worth all of the pain that I've gone through. And I've been crying cause things ain't how they used to be. He said, the battle's almost won and we're only several miles from the sun.

Rhythm of the conversation. The perfection of his creation. The sex he slipped into my coffee. The way he felt when he first saw me. Hate to love and love to hate him. Like a broken record player, back and forth and here and gone and on and on.

Dicen

Que los mejores mentirosos son aquellos que cuentan la media verdad, ocultando el resto.
Conclusión: Todos lo somos.

Verdades

El enemigo más peligroso que tiene una persona, es su propio ego.
Qué más da si digo que me marcharé, si sé que al instante regresaré de rodillas a sus pies.

Parece que cuando dice que soy psicópata ...tiene razón (?)

marzo 31, 2010

Veremos y después sabremos

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.

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?
Estamos en la cuerda floja,
no nos tires abajo.

Quién no?

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?

marzo 24, 2010

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 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.

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

Se fundirán nuestros cuerpos diciendo te quiero.

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.

marzo 12, 2010

"Se hizo vaca ésta ahora... hace MUUU"
Jajaja te quiero mucho Dúo (L)


No tenemos fotos juntas :( Ésta es la única que encontré más reciente. Del 15 de Nani, yo con el pelo largo todavía. (Ah mirá, están mis suegris atrás jajaja)



Me pegaste esta canción gatote.

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.



Por ser la primera vez que hago un Caipiroska me salió bastante rico ^^
Esto siento, más o menos, y por esto mismo muero.