now I can't think of anything else!
domingo, 28 de marzo de 2010
martes, 2 de marzo de 2010
jueves, 11 de febrero de 2010
sonrío más, me divierto más, me siento siempre acompañada, siento que por primera vez todo lo que yo doy es igual a lo que recibo.
ya no tengo que dormir sola.
ya no tengo que mirar películas sola.
se que me esperan cuando vuelvo de trabajar.
tengo un motivo para sonreír desde que llegaste.
te amo.

sábado, 6 de febrero de 2010
jueves, 28 de enero de 2010
jueves, 14 de enero de 2010
you're the direction I follow to get home. when I feel like I can't go on, you tell me to go. and it's like I can't feel a thing without you around. and don't mind me if I get weak in the knees 'cause you have that effect on me, you do. months going strong now, and no goodbye. unconditional, unoriginal, always by my side. meant to be together, meant for no one but each other. you love me, I love you harder so. everything you say, every time we kiss, I can't think straight but I'm okay. and I can't think of anybody else who I hate to miss as much as I hate missing you. so please, give me your hands. so please, give me a lesson on how to steal, steal a heart as fast as you stole mine, as you stole mine. so please, give me your hands. so please, just take my hand.
martes, 12 de enero de 2010
lunes, 11 de enero de 2010
fear and panic in the air, I want to be free from desolation and despair. and I feel like everything I sew is being swept away when I refuse to let you go. I can't get it right, get it right since I met you. loneliness be over, when will this loneliness be over? life will flash before my eyes. so scattered and lost. I want to touch the other side. and no one thinks they are to blame. why can't we see that when we bleed we bleed the same?
I can't get it right since I met you.
I can't get it right since I met you.
sábado, 9 de enero de 2010
viernes, 1 de enero de 2010
martes, 29 de diciembre de 2009
well, when you go, don't ever think I'll make you try to stay and maybe when you get back, I'll be off to find another way. and after all this time that you still owe, you're still the good-for-nothing. I don't know. so take your gloves and get out, better get out while you can. when you go, would you even turn to say "I don't love you like I did yesterday"? sometimes I cry so hard from pleading. so sick and tired of all the needless beating. but baby when they knock you down and out, it's where you oughta stay. and after all the blood that you still owe, another dollar's just another blow. so fix your eyes and get up. better get up while you can. when you go, would you have the guts to say "I don't love you like I loved you yesterday"?.
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