Boring survey Vol. 837362912

1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.
á Rufus, dont le papa est agent de police. Mon (...)

12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?
a mirror, bookshelves, angels, paint...more angels

13. Seen anything weird lately?
nope

14. What do you think of this quiz?
booooooooooooooooooooooooriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing

15. What is the last film you saw?
Last rental-40 days and 40 nights Last visit to the cinema-The chronicles of Narnia

16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?
Ice-cream...lots of it!

17. Tell me something about you that I don't know:
I'm hysterical

18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
I'd change people

19. Do you like to dance?
yes

20. George Bush:
I'm way too cool to care

21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
Julieta

22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?
Federico

23. Would you ever consider living abroad?
I really don't think so

24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?
uummm...hi?

Cofessions

I have to admit that I have tripped. I have fallen again into the horrind vices that I sometimes despise.
I'm hating the noise, after being in love with it for a while. My migraines are coming back to haunt me, they're making me keep my pills hidden in my bed side table; and I hate it.
I'm burning up inside and I try to turn off the fire with Ice-cream. Blue I-scream.
I've been whi`spering to the crack in my wall again, and I swear I could almost hear it answering back. Or maybe it's just the dolls.
I've been dreaming about food and I'm lusting for candy. I've never been so scared.
Wrath has taken over me again and I'm afraid I'm liking it.
The smoke has become a fog and it's blinding my eyes. I've never felt so tired.
I've been piling up my books and climbing up on them to peek outside the window so I can catch a glimpse of the parade, I swear I heard it passing by.
I've had all I can eat and I'm full now. It's time for me to leave and do what I do best, throw everything out.
I don't want to say goodbye, I've never been so scared.

Epitafio - Epitaph

"Abrid esta tumba: al fondo se ve el mar."

"Open up this grave: deep inside the sea can be seen."

V.H.

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"We might go in your umbrella" -said Pooh.

The 45 most important questions

1. What's your name?
2. How old are you?
3: Where do you live?
4. What do you do for a living?
5. What do you do on your free time?
6. What's your favourite color?
7. What music do you listen to?
8. What's your favourite cereal?
9. What's your stand on candy?
10. What about ice-cream?
11. Do you prefer hot or cold water?
12. Which is your bubble gum flavour?
13. What's your favourite drink?
14. What's your favourite sock brand?
15. Are you a virgin?
16. What's your favourite film?
17. How many pens do you carry in your pencil case?
18. Do you prefer scissors or knives?
19. Blood or chocolate?
20. Rubber or steel?
21. High or low?
22. Right or left?
23. Chap-stick or lip gloss?
24. Salt or pepper?
25. Dots or stripes?
26. How many words are you able to read in a minute?
27. How long can you hold your breath?
26. What color is the underwear you're wearing?
28. What's your favourite animal?
29. How much sugar do you like in your tea?
30. How long do you take in the bathroom?
31. What do you do before you go to sleep?
32. What do you want for your birthday?
33. And for christmas?
34. Do you like fire?
35. What's your name again?
36. What's your favourite toothpaste brand?
37. What scent do you like for your soap?
38. Whic is your favourite cigarrette?
39. Do you speak english?
40. Do you understand italian?
41. Can you read greek?
42. Can you write in spanish?
43. Are you single?
44. What time is it?
45. Got milk?

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Iridescent eyes of the seahorse rise

treasures she loves, others despise

a shooting star shan't fall very far

dim fireflies held in glass jars

April showers bring May flowers

dazzling dusts tossed in wind gusts

the trapdoos is open, the window half closed

the tapestry curtain vivaciously grows

II

London bridge did fall down

my fair lady nearly drowned

what is the reason to lock her up

when already she had such rotten luck?

Bracelets of silver adorn my wrists

candy kisses from sugared lips

candy kisses me, kisses me

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·o0O take the key and lock her up O_o

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.nwad eht dessik ohw lrig eht m'I, pu em kcoL

Your presence in the absence

You're gone.
You're gone and now there's silence.
You're gone and everything's right again.
You're gone and I'm peaceful.

You've left, not because you wanted to,
But because I asked you to.

And I feel cold, but I'm smiling.
It's dull, but I'm happy.
You're gone and I don't know why I'm crying-
Either way I try to keep on smiling.

But in the deep, cold silence
I still hear your voice singing
I can feel you in the wind's whispers
And I see you when the moon's shining.

And I know you haven't left me
Even though I try to deny it.
Despite the fact of your absence
I know you still keep an eye on me.

It hurts, it bothers me and I'm desperate.
There's nowhere I can hide
'Cause I know you'll find me.
Even though you're far away
You're so close I can hear you.
I can almost taste you
And it bugs me.

It doesn't matter how hard I try to keep yu away from me,
Deep inside I know that's not how I want it to be,
Because I hide in places where you'll be able to find me,
I peek from teh other side of the door just to get a glimpse of your shiny face,
To remind me of how you are
And try to convince myself that I'm not missing out on something great.

I can't manage to escape,
I can't fnd a way to make you go away,
I don't know why the hell do I want you to stay.

I can't help your presence in the silence,
nor can I help to miss you in your absence.

You're haunting me,
I don't know if I like it
And it bugs me.
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It bugs me...

SE7EN

7 cosas que me aterrorizan
·Las cucarachas
·Perderme
·Coldplay
·Las clases de teología con María Jesús
·Las multitudes (los bonches)
·Sobredosis de reggaeton y RBD (sobretodo por las mañanas) ugh x_x
·Las rancheras y las enchiladas

7 cosas que ams em gustan
·Helado de té verde
·El olor del sótano
·Que se vaya la luz
·Las tormentas
·Los besos
·El agua
·Fonseca

7 cosas importantes en mi cuarto
·Mi lámpara azul
·La parte de atrás de mi puerta
·Mi computador
·Los ángeles
·El duende
·Mi cama
·Mis libros

7 afirmaciones sobre mi
·Soy adicta a floricienta
·Me gusta jugar con pintura
·Me demoro mucho leyendome un libro
·Soy piromana
·Soy histerica
·Tengo afro
·Toy loca

7 cosas que planeo hacer antes de morir
·Conseguir opio y laudano
·The picture of Dorian Gray
·Ir a Argentina
·Viajar por India, China, Japón y Egipto
·Nadar en una fuente
·Dejar de fumar
·Tomarme una botella de vino a las 3:22 de la mañana un 31 de Febrero

7 cosas que me atraen del sexo opuesto
·La mirada
·Lasonrisa
·El cuerpo
·Espontaneidad
·Sencillez
·Honestidad
·Inteligencia

7cosas que mas digo
·Marica...guevon!
·Reguach!
·TOTAL!
·OE!
·Ahí...
·Ay caray
·Coño!!

7 famosos
·Tim Burton
·Jhonny Depp
·Helena Bonham Carter
·Kevin Spacey
·Floricienta
·Jack
·Kurt Cobain

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Think,
Do not speak,
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Live,
Do not breathe,
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They may know,
They may see.
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But you shall not believe...

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You who, with the stroke of a sword
Has entered my plaintive heart,
You who, strong as a horde
Of demon women came apart
Humiliate my soul
To make your bed and domain
- I am bound to your squalid whole
Like a convict to a chain,
Like a gambler to his cards,
Like worms to a decaying corpse,
To your bottle I am a drunkard
- I wish you damned, forever cursed!
For your swift sword I often pray
To defeat my liberty,
And I've spoken the poison of betrayal
To feel less cowardly.
Alas! The poison and the blade,
Only say, with disdain, to me:
"You're not worthy to be lifted away
From your cursed slavery.
"Fool! If we could fate
Your delivery from her empire,
Your kisses would merely resucitate
The cadaver of your vampire."
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Baudelaire
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†..Like a convict to a chain, Like a gambler to his cards...

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Il Pleut dans mon coeur

comme il pleut sur la ville

quelle est cette langueur

que penetre mon coeur?
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Narcotics

Pain. Relief, no more pain, it's gone.
I feel sedated, peaceful, immunity runs through my veins. Drowsiness, I feel numb, I am numb. I feel relief, tolerance, euphoria. My senses are sharpened. I can hear every sound, I can see the secrets hidden in the dark. I can feel beyond surfaces. I can smell purity. I can taste the poison that brought me back to life.
All sorts of thoughts, visions...I feel invaded. I know it all and it's more than I can take, it's just too much and I can't stand it. I've set my foot on hell adn I wanna go back. Nausea, I feel sick, my head aches, my eyes burn, my heart stops. I can't speak nor breathe, I'm suffocated and alive again.
But I need it again. I want to go back. I want to feel numb. I need to die and come back again. My precious venom! I need it again to breathe, to bleed, to live.

Un enorme dragón

Cuantas promesas se van con el tiempo
Hoy yo me ahogo en un amr de recuerdos
Yo construía un castillo de sueños que pronto se derrumbó.

Cuando te vi en aquel bosque encantado
Un duende dijo que tu eras mi principe azul
Como si fuera por arte de magia llenaste mis días de luz.

Pero todo acabó, ya nada quedó entre los dos
Porque como en un cuento un enorme dragón nos robó el corazón
Porfavor donde estás, tu eres mi otra mitad
Siempre estaré esperando se que algun día regresarás.

Y nuestra historia se peride a lo lejos
No encontraré tu mirada en secreto
Y dibujando mi olvido en silencio
Con el color de un adiós.

Yo me inventé todo un cuento de hadas
Pero al final nos ganó esa bruja tan cruel
Lo que soñamos quedó en el olvido
Todo MI amor se perdió.

Pero todo acabó, ya nada quedó entre los dos
Porque como en un cuento un enorme dragón nso robó el crazón
Porfavor donde estás, tu eres mi otra mitad
Siempre estaré esperando yo se que algun día regresarás.

Mi amor se perdió y como en un cuento, tal como un enorme dragón te rompo el corazón...

x_x

The perfect measure
1.80, not to long but there's still space for comfort.

Perfect material and color

No sound can pierce the walls of peaceful silence.

The appropriate outfit

Comfortable but at the same time elegant.

Make-up, manicure, the perfect expression

It's all a cliche.

Now it's all going down

It feels like falling, slowly, peacefully.

The sound starts to fade away

The voices turn down to whispers

There's only me and silence.

The moment we all wait for throughout oru lives

The mystery is unsolved.

Eyes closed but I still know what has happened.

Freezing breeze

But there's only warmth inside.

Limited space

But absolut freedom.

No life

But I feel everything

More than ever.

It isn't so bad after all.

R.I.P.

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"For beauty is nothing
but the beginning of terror we can just
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and we admire it so because it calmly disdains
to destroy us."
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Rainer Maria Rilke

"Duino Elegies"