What have I done, it's too late for that. What have I become, truth is nothing yet. A simple mistake starts the hardest time, I promise I'll do anything you ask...this time.
Tuesday, 24 March 2009
Monday, 23 March 2009
Sunday, 22 March 2009
Under the gun
Saturday, 21 March 2009
Fall: llego el otoño
Central Park, Manhattan, New York
Connecticut.
Stars Hollow, de mis queridas Gilmore girls.
Yale University, New Heaven, Connecticut Georgia
Jardines de Luxemburgo
Parque Mont Souris, París
Friday, 20 March 2009
Bastaaaaa
Lo único que quiero es empezar la facultad y olvidarme de todo esto. Estoy haaaaaaarta de toda esta situación de mierda, harta de que me hablen. Parece que fuera a propósito que el destino se las ingenió para que mis amigas tengan ganas de salir cuando yo no y que hagan buenas salidas cuando yo no puedo (y me cuesta admitirlo, casi ni quiero) hacerlas. No soporto a la gente extremadamente alegre, pero, a la vez, tampoco soporto a la gente malhumorada. Estaba tan tranquila; me corrijo, estoy tranquila, pero a la vez, una vez al día, aunque sea (sobre todo a la noche), tengo esa sensación que uno tiene cuando tiene ganas de llorar y se aguanta el llanto. Irónicamente, no se me cae una puta lágrima.
"Speeding cars", The Graduation
Here's the day you hoped would never come.
just run with me through rows of speeding cars.
The papercuts, the cheating lovers,
the coffee's never strong enough ,
I know you think it's more than just bad luck. There, there, baby,
it's just text book stuff,
it's in the ABC of growing up. Now, now, darling,
and you know I love you, yeah.
cuz none of us were angels,
and you know I love you, yeah.
Sleeping pills know sleeping dogs. Lie never far enough away,
glistening in the cold sweat of guilt.
I've watched you slowly winding down for years, you can't keep on like this,
now's a bad a time as any.
It's ok by me, it was along time ago. There, there, baby,
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