Gente loca.

martes, 31 de mayo de 2011


a shot to kill the pain
a pill to drain the shame
a purge to stop the gain
a cut to break the vein
a smoke to erase the crave
a drink to win the game
an addiction's an addiction
because it always hurts the same.

lunes, 30 de mayo de 2011

no importa donde estés, tu amor me encontrará ♥

Ten years gone :)

Then as it was, then again it will be
An' though the course may change sometimes
Rivers always reach the sea
Flyin' skys of fortune, each have separate ways
On the wings of maybe, downy birds of prey
Kind of makes me feel sometimes, didn't have to go
But as the eagle leaves the nest, it's got so far to go...

Changes fill my time, baby, that's alright with me
In the midst I think of you, and how it used to be

Did you ever really need somebody, and really need 'em bad?
Did you ever really want somebody, the best love you ever had?
Do you ever remember me, baby, did it feel so good?
'Cause it was just the first time, and you knew you would...

Do your eyes not sparkle, senses growing keen
Tastin' love along the way, see your feathers preen
Kind of makes makes me feel sometimes, didn't have to go
We are eagles of one nest, the nest is in our soul.

Fixin' in my dreams with great s u r p r i s e to me
Never thought I'd see your face the way it used to be
Oh darlin', oh darlin' ♥

I'm never gonna leave you. I never gonna leave
Holdin' on, ten years gone
Ten years gone, holdin' on, ten years gone.

viernes, 27 de mayo de 2011


Meses navegando 
tierra a la vista 
todo volverá a ser como fue 
Las luces de la costa 
son faros del pasado 
Todo volverá a ser como fue 

Y cuando salto de cubierta 
y me abandono a la corriente 

Nuevas formas crecen 
quiero descansar de todo ayer 

Y voy flotando por el río 
voy e n v u e l t o en la corriente 

Hombre al agua 
Voces que se agitan 
Hombre al agua 
Barco a la deriva 

Y voy flotando por el río 
descansando en la corriente 

Hombre al agua 
voces que se agitan 
Hombre al agua 
barco a la deriva 

Abre los ojos!
Me iré con estas olas 
No estés preocupada 
Todos gritarán...
Hombre al agua 

Voces que se agitan 
barco a la deriva...

sábado, 21 de mayo de 2011

Lord Randolph Churchill to Jeanette Jerome.

August 1873 

I cannot keep myself from writing any longer to you dearest, although I have not had any answer to either of my two letters.
I suppose your mother does not allow you to write to me.
Perhaps you have not got either of my letters...I am so dreadfully afraid that perhaps you may think I am forgetting you.
I can assure you dearest Jeannette you have not been out of my thoughts hardly for one minute since I left you Monday. 
I have written to my father everything, how much I love you how much I long & pray & how much I would sacrifice if it were necessary to be married to you and to live ever after with you..I shall [not] get an answer till Monday & whichever way it lies I shall go to Cowes soon after & tell your mother everything.
I am afraid she does not like me of much from what I have heard...I wld do anything she wished if she only wld not oppose us. 
Dearest if you are as fond of me as I am of you...nothing human could keep us long apart.
This last week has seemed an eternity to me; Oh, I would give my soul for another of those days we had together not long ago...Oh if I could only get one line from you to reassure me, but I dare not ask you to do anything that your mother wld disapprove of or has perhaps forbidden you to do...Sometimes I doubt so I cannot help it whether you really like me as you said at Cowes you did.
If you do I cannot fear for the future tho' difficulties may lie in our way only to be surmounted by patience.
Goodbye dearest Jeannette. My first and only love...Believe me ever to be 

Yours devotedly and lovingly, 
Randolph S. Churchill 

No fue lógica, fue amor...

My angel, my all, my very self...

Only a few words today and at that with pencil (with yours) - Not till tomorrow will my lodgings be definitely determined upon - what a useless waste of time -
Why this deep sorrow when necessity speaks - can our love endure except through sacrifices, through not demanding everything from one another? ; can you change the fact that you are not wholly mine?  I not wholly thine.
Oh God, look out into the beauties of nature and comfort your heart with that which must be -
Love demands everything and that very justly - thus it is to me with you, and to you with me.
But you forget so easily that I must live for me and for you; if we were wholly united you would feel the pain of it as little as I.
My journey was a fearful one; I did not reach here until 4 o'clock yesterday morning. Lacking horses the post-coach chose another route, but what an awful one; at the stage before the last I was warned not to travel at night; I was made fearful of a forest, but that only made me the more eager - and I was wrong.
The coach must needs break down on the wretched road, a bottomless mud road.
Without such postilions as I had with me I should have remained stuck in the road.

Esterhazy, traveling the usual road here, had the same fate with eight horses that I had with four - Yet I got some pleasure out of it, as I always do when I successfully overcome difficulties -
Now a quick change to things internal from things external.

We shall surely see each other soon; moreover, today I cannot share with you the thoughts I have had during these last few days touching my own life -
If our hearts were always close together, I would have none of these.
My heart is full of so many things to say to you - ah - there are moments when I feel that speech amounts to nothing at all -
Cheer up - remain my true, my only treasure, my all as I am yours.
The gods must send us the rest, what for us must and shall be -

Your faithful LUDWIG. 

lunes, 16 de mayo de 2011


(Recién me doy cuenta que lo escribí todo en mayúscula... en fin, se sabe que fue sin querer)

domingo, 15 de mayo de 2011


Hoy te canto mi blues
cansada de llorar
cansada de gritar
por tí
y es por eso que te pido
ahora antes de partir
que escuches
mi último blues.

Hoy te canto mi blues
cansada de esperar
cansada de gritar
por tu cariño
y es por eso que te pido
ahora antes de partir
que escuches
mi último blues.

Y es por eso que te pido
ahora antes de partir
que escuches
mi último blues.

Y es por eso que te pido
ahora, antes de partir
que escuches
mi último blues
mi último blues.

Y es por eso que te pido
ahora, ahora antes de partir
que escuches
mi último blues
mi último blues...

viernes, 13 de mayo de 2011


Agony and ecstacy
Your cries of pain my pleasure
To know my machine internally
Your torment I treasure

Lifeblood combines with semen
Your screaming my laughter
The compressor is running smoothly
'Tis vengeance I am after


Begging becomes your lovesong
You're dying
I masturbate
For the crime of burning me
I give to thee

Hatred obsessing me
Hatred possessing me
Anger burning me
Anger turning me
Into someone I don't know

Rage shaking me
Rage making me
Into someone I don't know
I'll kill you tonight!

Cinnamon Girl

I want to live with a cinnamon girl
I could be happy the rest of my life
With her

A dreamer of pictures I run in the night
You see us together, chase the moonlight,
My cinnamon girl

Ten silver saxes, a bass with a bow
The drummer relaxes, waits between shows
(feels right)

A dreamer of pictures I run in the night
You see us together, chase the moonlight,
(all right)
My cinnamon girl

Pa sent me money now
I'm gonna make it somehow
I need another chance
You see my baby loves to dance

miércoles, 11 de mayo de 2011

Frase de mi autoria, malísima (?

Every second, every minute, every hour, every day the pain is gettin' higher and higher, and I don't know what to do 'cause... fuck this shit, I love you


If you fall, I will catch you
When you’re lost, I’ll be there soon
Far away, but of course near
When you’re sad, I’m always here

Thank you for saving me from my self
Your compassion became it's own hell
Unequally beautiful inside and out
Without a doubt

domingo, 8 de mayo de 2011

Oda a tus ojos ♥

Oda a tus Ojos.

Respiro mundos, aún no nacidos.. Furias de constelaciones,
oscuras, silentes, promesas de soles y lunas
navego, etéreo corazón, rozo, latidos..

Peregrina de esta muerte, viviente..encadenada a tu libertad.
te miro inerte, en sombras de hastíos..
como te digo que los relámpagos me pertecen?
temiendo perderte en decenas de veces- vidas
Samsara celeste de terras ya conocidas, y miradas perdidas...
llegue hasta tu cumbre, planetas, galaxias sobre tu frente..
Que eternas son tus manos... Que nunca terminan de entonar
el sonido - olor de mis guerras perecidas... amanecidas...

No hay atomo de vida mas brillante que tu existencia!
Perpleja mirada de dioses, ante tu estatura
Sembrando destinos-notas, bemoles...
acaeciendo flores y arpegios, desafiando
divinas cuerdas que enredan mi alma
que doman dimensiones y distancias,

Hay dignidad mas dulce que morir en tus brazos,
para renacerme en tus ojos?
Acaso pudiera el Sol con toda su inmensidad,
quemarme mas que tus besos?

Me quede entre tus dedos, huellas, geometrías,
y me dormí tu laberinto, me perdí y me encontré
aquí pertenezco... Pálido corazón que me aviva!
Aqui pertenzco! A tu suelo!
Porque en cada abrazo
 Me crecen raÍces...
Soy desde la tierra hasta tus manos...
y desde las estrellas hasta tu ojos...
Mi dimensión dorada,
no voy a despertar de este sueño, no hay otro!
Fundida en el agua de tu cántaro - risa.
como ríos, en tu sangre huelo tu silencio...
puedo arrancar lagunas de bosques
puedo besar el mar con mis labios
puedo cantar montañas!

Jamas podría sacarte de mi mirada....

sábado, 7 de mayo de 2011

Y ahora soplas junto al viento
Y esperaras la eternidad
Eres la arena en el desierto
Entre mis dedos correrás

jueves, 5 de mayo de 2011


Ni siquiera sé que mierda me pasa. Hoy tuve un día muy largo... tuve escuela, dentista, pilates, kljadflkas encima tendría que ponerme a repasar química pero se van todos a la concha de su hermana, estoy harta de todo; y como frutilla del postre, mi vieja me rompe las pelotas con pavadas, dice las cosas de manera errónea y me pelea cafe1
Me fui a dormir, mañana tiene que ser un buen día ¬¬


Todo está tan bien.
Pero a la vez tan mal.
Me siento tan feliz
Pero a la vez tan triste
Está todo en orden
Pero todo es un caos
Estoy tan despierta
Pero me siento tan dormida
Te siento tan cerca
Pero estás tan lejos...

Half the man I used to be.

Forward yesterday
Makes me wanna stay
What they said was real
Makes me wanna steal
Livin' under house
Guess I'm livin', I'm a mouse
All's I gots is time
Got no meaning, just a rhyme

Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal

I'm half the man I used to be
This feeling as the dawn
It fades to gray
I'm half the man I used to be

Feelin' uninspired
Think I'll start a fire
Everybody run
Bobby's got a gun
Think you're kinda neat
Then she tells me I'm a creep
Friends don't mean a thing
Guess I'll leave it up to me