Here comes the sun...

Happy 1 year & 9 months♥

I love you, everything in my life is you, don't be baka, you know i can never be mad at you, you know it, i was mad with me, not with you... never with you. You are everywhere with me, in the songs... like the day we fought, "Special of Justin B. and neeeeeeext Special of Bruno Mars, meanwhile Skyscraper of DL" on tv ...OK OK LIFE!! I know what to do... but i wanted to know if you can do the same... but why wait for? If the only bad person there was me.
 

Here comes the sun (turururu~)

here comes the sun, and i say

it's all right

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter

little darling, it feels like years since it's been here

here comes the sun

here comes the sun, and i say

it's all right

I'M SORRY.

What are you wearing?

Just ...Venus

The good one.

I hope the sun shines

And it's a beautiful day
And something reminds you

You wish you had stayed.

UFO

...
anyday, now... it's gonna start - my real life.

and anyday, now: everything is gonna be all right...
anyday, now: life's gonna get real good.
and somehow: life'll be like i sed it would

anyday, now - mark my word!
anyday, now - i will be heard!
anyday, now - my ship will finally come in...
anyday, now: i'm gonna jump right in.

and anyday, now: my destiny will begin.

and until then i'll just be here

wasting my time...

but, don't you worry,

i'll be just fine:

finally come in...

Todo lo que sucedió el viernes pasado, todo lo que me sucedió, quiero guardarlo solo para mí.

H

There's something about Sunday night that really makes you want to kill yourself.

Hit the lights.

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and we will see.

IT´S ALL ABOUT US [Untouchable]

I still remember the words you said. The hesitations, the sighs, the stuttering, and everything in between. I still remember the things you promised, - your words of comfort that made me sleep so good at night. The sound of your voice lingers as you tried to find the right words to say goodbye in the sweetest way possible. Everything that has once felt so real, has now faded far away to a place I sometimes wish to revisit.

The time.

Never thought you'd make me perspire

Never thought i'd do you the same

Never thought i'd fill with desire

Never thought i'd feel so ashamed

Me and the dragon can chase all the pain away

So before i end my day remember

My sweet prince you are the one

My sweet prince

You are the one

Te amo Naya~

Alien

Press the button


Let me live



Now

I am robot

Hear me glitch

Watch me tame

My inner bitch

I am robot

Hear me glitch

Watch me cure

The human itch

Your Voice.

Tengo ganas de recostarme, sobre las hojas viejas del otoño…

hasta que la lluvia me ahogue.

El tiempo se va tan lento…

                Los días son tan largos y sombríos…ya no me gustan.

Quiero sacar ese nudo en mi garganta que cada día se hace más grande.

No estoy lista para verte Kyo, aun no lo estoy.

Tragic.

What a night for a dance, you know I'm a dancing machine

With a fire in my bones and the sweet taste of kerosene

I get lost in the night so high I don't want to come down

To face the loss of the good thing that I've found

In the dark of the night I could hear you calling my name

With the hardest of hearts I still feel full of pain

So I drink and I smoke and I ask you if you're ever around

Even though it was me who drove us right in the ground

See the time we shared it was precious to me

But all the while I was dreaming of revelry

Born to run, baby run like a stream down a mountainside

With the wind in my back I don't ever even bat an eye

Just know it was you all along who had a hold of my heart

But the demon and me were the best of friends from the start

So the time we shared it was precious to me

All the while I was dreaming of revelry

Dreaming of revelry

And I told myself boy away you go, it rained so hard it felt like snow

Everything came tumbling down on me

In the back of the woods in the dark of the night

Paleness of the old moonlight everything just felt so incomplete

Dreaming of revelry

Clever | Take care...

"Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know."

I'm always sad, i'm always bad and sad, but when i notice i am this all is when you are not with me, i mean, my days are "normal" feeling bad and sad is ordinary, but this things hit me more when you are not with me, i remember that i'm sad and not ok. Estoy mal, nunca estoy bien... si tu no estas...es como si me acordara que estoy mal. Do you know what i mean?

Fuck it...

if you go... take care

GO AWAY

No sé si es porque estoy de malas, pero últimamente odio cualquier clase de humano, even the good ones…




Para mis ojos, todos son hipócritas, todo mundo espera que yo haga lo que les parece y les gusta o al menos eso me han demostrado. Estoy muy cansada de la gente.

Y no sé si me hace eso hipócrita, tal vez sí, porque aun convivo con ellos, incluso les doy gusto para cerrarles la boca, no sé, como para no traerme más problemas que sé yo, si fuerzo una sonrisa o un comentario con tono suave. Fuck it.
No me gusta, pero lo siento y no puedo evitar actuar así.

Pero no voy a darles más gusto, me vale si esta mal o bien, si les gusta o no. De verdad, hablo de todo mundo, familiares, gente que conozco, me importa un carajo su opinión, ni dejaré de ser quien soy.

Blue.

“I discovered that my obsession for having each thing in the right place, each subject at the right time, each word in the right style, was not the well-deserved reward of an ordered mind but just the opposite: a complete system of pretense invented by me to hide the disorder of my nature. I discovered that I am not disciplined out of virtue but as a reaction to my negligence, that I appear generous in order to conceal my meanness, that I pass myself off as prudent because I am evil-minded, that I am conciliatory in order not to succumb to my repressed rage, that I am punctual only to hide how little I care about other people’s time. I learned, in short, that love is not a condition of the spirit but a sign of the zodiac.”

(no words)

I want to write... a lot of things, about a lot of shits...
about her...
about him...
about them...

but i can't do it ...i try...but i can't, maybe... there's something... that will make me write again (is it bad maybe? no more problems please)
i just can say i'm TOO TIRED now

yeah, "i'm twenty, and i'm already exhausted"

 words will come back to me, like a expensive rings