
miércoles, mayo 26
yo?

lunes, mayo 17
hoy no me siento...
cuándo me voy a poder ir? cuándo voy a poder hacer lo que yo quiero hacer? todos me contestan que cuando yo quiera, cuando termine primero lo que estoy haciendo, una cosa a la vez... La verdad a mi no se me da terminar las cosas, se que eso esta mal pero mis proyectos me aburren los dejo, me dejan de gustar, me dejan de fascinar, simplemente siento que me consumen y no me liberan para empezar cosas nuevas... y cuando me quedo atrapada sin terminar lo que he empezado... algunas veces... como ahora... me quedo hundida y totalmente ahogada en una depresión bastante extraña, a veces hay movimientos de la vida que a uno no le van, a veces quisiera regresar 5 años e imponer lo que yo queria, y a lo mejor tambien lo hubiera dejado inconcluso pero entonces lo que siguiera lo iba a hacer con mas ganas, porque descartaba lo que me gustaba y por lo que moría... ya sé que no estoy siendo clara... y sé que nadie lo entiende, hay que vivirlo en carne propia para saber lo que se siente no tener algo en la vida que te apasione... o mejor dicho, tenerlo y no poder usarlo, dejarlo ahi en un rincón, dejarlo esperando para el día que me sienta libre para tomarlo y disfrutarlo y no soltarlo... me siento incompleta... y muy muy triste...
sábado, mayo 15
nadie es tan malo... solo yo
Bodies without minds
I hear you're the one with the bleeding heart
Blue and bittersweet
You tear my dreams apart
Cause I was born to be bad
I'm not sad
But I'm glad I did it
Born to be bad
I'm not sad why don't you all get with it
The damned don't cry
Cry out when they're betrayed
Bodies slam they scream
As the keynotes fade
Cause I was born to be bad
I'm not sad
But I'm glad I did it
Born to be bad
I'm not sad why don't you all get with it
I called my mother from Hollywood the other day
And I said Mom, I just called to tell ya I joined a rock and roll band
And I won't be coming home no more
You know what she did?
She started crying and weeping and wimpering like all mothers do
She woke up my father and told him about it and he said
There ain't a damn thing we can do, thats the way she is
She was just born to be bad
I want you to bring me his ears
To satisfy my mad desires
And if he bites the dust
We'll just have to miss my fire
Cause I was born to be bad
I'm not sad
But I'm glad I did it
Born to be bad
I'm not sad why don't you all get with it
I hear you're the one with the bleeding heart
Blue and bittersweet
You tear my dreams apart
Cause I was born to be bad
I'm not sad
But I'm glad I did it
Born to be bad
I'm not sad why don't you all get with it
The damned don't cry
Cry out when they're betrayed
Bodies slam they scream
As the keynotes fade
Cause I was born to be bad
I'm not sad
But I'm glad I did it
Born to be bad
I'm not sad why don't you all get with it
I called my mother from Hollywood the other day
And I said Mom, I just called to tell ya I joined a rock and roll band
And I won't be coming home no more
You know what she did?
She started crying and weeping and wimpering like all mothers do
She woke up my father and told him about it and he said
There ain't a damn thing we can do, thats the way she is
She was just born to be bad
I want you to bring me his ears
To satisfy my mad desires
And if he bites the dust
We'll just have to miss my fire
Cause I was born to be bad
I'm not sad
But I'm glad I did it
Born to be bad
I'm not sad why don't you all get with it
martes, mayo 11
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