Thursday, April 13, 2006

With my head cradled in my own hands...

All failing,
Stitched inside out,
Breathing out through trapped lungs,
Ive broken my wings;
But I'll learn to fly,
Hung in your web,
To say my last goodbye.
Breathe...just breathe.
What a sad excuse for a grip....
x_x

Thursday, March 23, 2006

....


It struck me like a shower of cold cold water.
I fell silent, and as I cried, a rain of sadness fell outside.
As my heart was breaking, you could hear the pieces falling to the floor. You hit me with the hardest of all stones.
The fears of loss, the pain of betrayal, the dissappointment of deceit.
But you tears dried mine, you picked up the pieces, and gave me one of your broken heart. The most sincere tears of them all, the deepest apology I've ever heard, the sweetest surrender; a reason for me to smile. And I will wait, I will cry an ocean, I'll pick up all of the pieces just to get my smile back. I'd rather bleed with cuts of love than live without any scars.
And I will wait for the day when you'll dry the last of our tears with the sweetest kiss.

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

SUX!

products tested in animals:
Ajax
Ambi Pur
Aquafresh
Ariel
Axe
Biotherm
Vim
Wilkinson Sword
Bold
Brut
Cacharel
Calgon
Calvin Klein
Cif
Clairol - Herbal Essences
Clean & Clear
Colgate
Comfort
CoverGirl
Denim
Diadermine
Domestos
Dove
Fa
Fabuloso
Fairy
Febreze
Garnier
Giorgio Armani
Giorgio Beverly Hills
Head & Shoulders
House of Cerruti
House of Valentino
Hugo Boss
Impulse
Johnson`s & Johnson`s
Kérastase
Lancôme Paris
Linic
Lux
Matrix
Max Factor
Maybelline
Mentadent
Neutrex
Old Spice
Ombrelle
Omo
Organics
Palmolive
Pantene
Pepsodent
Persil
Protex
Quanto
ROC
Ralph Lauren
Rexona
Safeguard
Sanex
Schick
Secret
Sensodyne
Skip
Soflan

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

x_x UGH!

To the-guy-who-ran-away:

You f**king cowardly chicken, I really hope you trip with your own sh*t and fall on your horrid face. I hate the fact taht you ran away, but I'll love it when you turn out to be the one in pain. SUCK ON IT!!!! I hope your dick will freeze and fall off.

Meanwhile, I'll be enjoying myself, watching the show as I drown my pain in lemonade.

:p

I always get the last laugh!!!!!

Muahahahaha

Monday, February 06, 2006

LUST







Lie to get what I came for.

Lie to gain just what I need.

Lie to gain what I crave.

Lie and smile,

To get what's mine.

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

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?

Friday, January 20, 2006

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.

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Epitafio - Epitaph



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




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

Monday, January 09, 2006

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

Monday, December 12, 2005

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?

Thursday, November 10, 2005

GutterettilG

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

Monday, October 31, 2005

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...

Saturday, October 29, 2005

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

Tuesday, October 18, 2005


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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...

Sunday, October 09, 2005

.. † ..

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...