martes, 7 de febrero de 2012

Hay cosas y personas que realmente no valen la pena. Lo que me molesta es haber perdido tanto tiempo. Hasta que me di cuenta.

lunes, 6 de febrero de 2012

La cultura es, lo que en la muerte, continúa siendo la vida.
André Malraux


Es lícito violar una cultura, pero con la condición de hacerle un hijo.
Simone de Beauvoir.

jueves, 2 de febrero de 2012

martes, 31 de enero de 2012

La dépression




Do you ever feel like breaking down? 
Do you ever feel out of place? 
Like somehow you just don't belong 
And no one understands you 

Do you ever want to run away? 
Do you lock yourself in your room? 
With the radio on turned up so loud 
That no one hears you screaming 

No you don't know what it's like 
When nothing feels alright 
You don't know what it's like
To be like me 

Do you wanna be somebody else? 
Are you sick of feeling so left out? 
Are you desperate to find something more 
Before your life is over?

Are you stuck inside a world you hate? 
Are you sick of everyone around? 
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies 
While deep inside you're bleeding 

No you don't know what it's like 
When nothing feels alright 
You don't know what it's like
To be like me 

No one ever lied straight to your face 
And no one ever stabbed you in the back 
You might think I'm happy 
But I'm not gonna be ok 
Everybody always gave you what you wanted 
You never had to work
It was always there 
No you don't know what it's like (what it's like) 

To be hurt 
To feel lost 
To be left out in the dark 
To be kicked 
When you're down 
To feel like you've been pushed around 
To be on the edge of breaking down 
And no one's there to save you 
No you don't know what it's like 
Welcome to my life 

jueves, 29 de diciembre de 2011


All I ask of you is that you let my heart spill a tear for you.
Just a tear, so I can no longer care.
Allow me to express what cannot be expressed.
Been waitin to cry a river,
but I can't even cry a dissapearing stream.
It's a neverending drought. 
Not even a monzon could solve this out.
Don't let me down.
All you can do now is to let my heart spill a tear,
so I can dissapear.
And blow my fears away.



And when the tears you cry
Are all you can belive
Just give this loving arms a try
And have a little faith in me

domingo, 25 de diciembre de 2011

Me habías dicho que ibas a estar para mí cuando te necesitara.
Pero acá estoy, extrañándote y soñándote y no estás aquí.
¿Qué se puede hacer al respecto?
Nada. Olvídalo. Olvídate. Olvidarte.

lunes, 19 de diciembre de 2011

Solo se que no se nada,
de nada,
de nada,
de nada,
de nada,
de nada,
de nada.