martes, 25 de octubre de 2011

Do you ever felt like crying but forcing yourself not to because you wanna seem strong?

Do you ever felt like shouting but it seemed nobody would hear you?

Do you ever felt like doing something but deciding not to because of what people would say?

Do you ever felt like crap but pretending you're ok?

You know what? FUCK THEM, BE YOU.

viernes, 21 de octubre de 2011



Some stories open the door for something more. And then there are fairytale endings where the girl gets her prince. And endings that turn you introspective about your own life and your place in the world. And then there's the ending that you saw coming a mile away, and yet somehow still takes you by surprise. But don't worry, my Upper East Side friends. This story isn't ening. We're just at the start of a brand new chapter

I'm a cold person, I can't stand unfair things, I like revenge. So what? I can be the most supportive friend you'll ever be able to find.

viernes, 14 de octubre de 2011

Tu tienes una mirada demasiado
pintoresca una mirada color infinito
tu me pones el estomago blandito
vamos pasito a pasito, siguiendonos
las huellas caminando en una tombola
de estrellas un trayecto con clima perfecto
regalame una sonrisita con sabor a viento
tu eres mi vitamina del pecho, mi fibra
tu eres todo que me equilibra un balance, lo que me complementa
un masajito con sabor a menta
Existen llamadas que nadie contesta,
hay muchas preguntas y pocas respuestas
Hay gente valiente, gente con miedo,
gente que el mundo no le importa un bledo,
gente varada, gente sentada,
gente soñando,gente despertando
hay gente que nace,gente que muere,

hay gente que odia y gente que quiere en este mundo hay mucha gente pero
no hay nadie como tú
when you try your best but you don't succeed 
when you get what you want but not what you need 
when you feel so tired but you can't sleep 
stuck in reverse 

and the tears come streaming down your face 
when you lose something you can't replace 
when you love someone but it goes to waste 
could it be worse? 

WHAT I AM


Baby come back, any kind of fool could see
There was something in everything about you
Baby come back, you can blame it all on me
I was wrong, and I just can't live without you

miércoles, 12 de octubre de 2011

Just go ahead and hate on me
and run your mouth so everyone
can hear, hit me with the words
you got and knock me down, 
baby, I don't care