domingo, 6 de diciembre de 2009

"You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to eachother, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself."
That's the thing, she's my other half. She's everything that I'm not. Without her, I'm not whole. Before I met her I'd be walking through life thinking I was happy, that I was complete---but now I can't back to just being me because now I know what it's like to be whole.
Love is passion. Obsession. Someone you can't live without. Someone you fall head over heels for. Find someone you can love like crazy, and will love you the same way back. Listen to your heart. No sense in life without this. To make the journey without falling deeply in love, you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try, because if you haven't tried, then you haven't lived
Summer romances begin for all kinds of reasons, but when all is said and done, they have one thing in common. They are shooting stars, spectacular moments of light from heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity and in a flash there gone

a walk to remember

Jamie: You don't know the first thing about being someone's friend.Landon: I don't want to just be your friend.Jamie: You don't know what you want.Landon: Neither do you. Maybe you're just too scared that someone might actually want to be with you.Jamie: And why would that scare me?Landon: Because then you wouldn't be able to hide behind your books, or your frickin' telescope, or your faith. No, no, you know the real reason why you're scared? It's cause maybe you wanna be with me too.
Poets often describe love as an emotion that we can't control, one that overwhelms logic and common sense. Thats what it's like for me. I didn't plan on falling in love with you, and I doubt that you planned on falling in love with me. But once we met, it was clear that neither of us could control what was happening to us. We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me love like that has happened only once, and thats why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I'll never forget a single moment of it.

jueves, 3 de diciembre de 2009

best friend


Your best friend is the one who's laughed with you, cried with you, and despaired with you. Your best friend is the one who loves and accepts all the strange or quirky things about you. Your best friend is the one who's shirts are stained with mascara from your tears. Your best friend is the one who can look at you and have a whole conversation without moving their mouth once. Your best friend is the one who's seen you at your worst, and said you were the best. Your best friend is the one who fought for and defended you-even when they knew you were wrong. Your best friend is the one who can honestly say "I love you." and not think twice about how it was taken. Your best friend is the one who crashes on your couch at four in the morning. Your best friend is the one who kicked you in the ass and straightened you out when you were about to make a big mistake. Your best friend is the one who knows you inside out. Your best friend is the one who never has to ask- they already know the answer. Your best friend is the one with whom you can't play twenty questions because they already know the answer to every question. Your best friend is the one who fought with you, missed you, and made up with you after many bitter exchanges were made. Your best friend is the one who stood by your side when you were having a hard time, and always forgave you for being a b*tch. Your best friend is the one who doesn't expect an apology but deserves one. Your best friend is the one who covered for you to keep you out of serious trouble. Your best friend is the one who never judged you for what you had done, never called you a dirty name because you had been less than good. Your best friend is the one who is your main partner in crime. Your best friend is the one who will always need you and miss you in times of need when you can't be there, but knows you would be if it was possible. Your best friend is the one whom you may need most, who will always seek your company, but will push you away to avoid pulling you down with them when they know they can't win.

jueves, 19 de noviembre de 2009

life

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts. You'll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you'll cry because time is flying by. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you've never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts. Don't be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back.

se manda la parte

daria diez mil millones de pesos por escuchar esas palbras saliendo de tu boca
There's something about today

particularmente hoy, te extraño y mucho

¿donde estas? ¿como estas? ¿me ves? ¿me extrañas?
te necesito aca
Siempre nos toca aceptarlo. Asi es la vida.
Es toda la respuesta que tenemos-
y que odemos hacer para cambiarlo? nada
porque "son cosas que pasan"

dejalo ser

que injusta es la vida no?

jueves, 17 de septiembre de 2009

sooooo us

You're on the phone with your girlfriend she's upset she's going off about something that you said she doesn't get your humor like i do .i'm in my room it's a typical tuesday night i'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't likes he'll never know your story like i do. but she wears short skirts i wear t-shirts she's cheer captain and i'm on the bleachers dreaming about the day when you wake up and findt hat what you're looking fo rhas been here the whole time if you could seethat i'm the one who understands you been here all along so why can't you see you belong with me you belong with me.walking the streets with you and your worn out jeansi can't help thinking this is how it ought to be laughing on a park bench thinking to myself hey, isn't this easy?and you've got a smile that could light up this whole town i haven't seen it in a while since she brought you downy ou say you're fine i know you better than tha they whatch u doing with a girl like thatshe wears high heels i wear sneakers she's cheer captain i'm on the bleachers dreaming about the daywhen you wake up and findt hat what you're looking for has been here the whole time if you could se ethat i'm the one who understands you been here all along so why can't you see you belong with me standing by and waiting at your backdoor all this timehow could you not know baby you belong with me you belong with me., i rememberyou driving to my housei n the middle of the night i'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to crya nd i know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams think i know where you belong think i know it's with me .can't you see that i'm the one who understands been here all alongs o why can't you see? you belong with me.have you ever thoughtj ust maybe you belong with me?

viernes, 4 de septiembre de 2009

fuuuuuuuuck

El concepto utopía designa la proyección humana de un mundo idealizado.
especialemnte hoy no se por que tengo que tener esa palabrita en mi cabeza
especialmente hoy pienso en vos y por eso I hate you -
(so not true)
fuck.

mejores que ellas no haay


miércoles, 29 de julio de 2009

UTOPIA

que bella palabra

miércoles, 3 de junio de 2009

ERAUYHRTG

GANEEEEEE SI GANEEEEE Y SOUY FELIZZZZ
GANE Y LOS VOY A VER

MCFLY EN ARGENTINA, SI SI, YA LLORE, CROE QE TODAVIA NO CAI, NO CAIII
PEOR MACLFY ETSA ACAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

martes, 26 de mayo de 2009

9

Seems like just yesterday
You were a part of me
I used to stand so tall
I used to be so strong
Your arms around me tight
Everything, it felt so right
Unbreakable, like nothin' could go wrong
Now I can't breathe
No, I can't sleep
I'm barely hanging on

Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

I told you everything
Opened up and let you in
You made me feel alright
For once in my life
Now all that's left of me
Is what I pretend to be
So together, but so broken up inside
'Cause I can't breathe
No, I can't sleep
I'm barely hangin' on

Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

Swallow me then spit me out
For hating you, I blame myself
Seeing you it kills me now
No, I don't cry on the outside
Anymore...

Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes

wryhrt4h

lpm, es increible la impotencia qe siento. Nunca me senti peor cnmigo misma, si lo se es un fracaso mio, una derrota, siempre digo qe voya luchar por alcanzar lo q qiero, pero esta vez bajo los brazos, y no, no va por eso solo, tmb para por el, qe viene a cagarme la vida felizmente. Siento qe fracaso fracaso y fracaso, el colegio, ingles, mi vieja, el
basta, qieor ser feliz, qiero sentirme qe valgo la pena y qiero sentir qe hago las cosas bien, qiero qe me lo reconozcan y no qeiro reproches.
punto final

viernes, 22 de mayo de 2009

JA

lunes 20 de abril de 2009

jajaja soy increibleni un dia duro u.u

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