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Thursday, October 13, 2005
cada palabra q escribo es para tiaun cuando no quieroaun cuando creo q no es asirecuerda que tus pasiones me enseñaron a escribirmientras yo trataba de esconder mis manos temblorosaslas tuyas en mi cuerpo escribieron poesíame sentí tan tuya tratando de hacerte míote sentí tan lejos mientras más te necesitéme quedé con los zapatos en la manome sobraron las ganas de ser mas tuya q mia las ganas de tenerte siemprey a ti...te sobro arte para pintar tu mejor obra en mi almay aprendi de ti;q nadie me pintara la vida sino yo mismay q probablemente nunca quiera yo otra vez de esta manerasi te sobro el valor para dejarme ...para q me enseñaste a escribir????????
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Monday, October 10, 2005
(warning: this is an old story, citing real facts from someone i know
you might find your self in this same situation later on )
she took her chances...she called
she was afraid...it was wrong, and she still called
he was simply everything for her
everything she wanted
everything she didn't need
she will never know how many times he lied
but the pain she felt gave her a pretty good idea
he was her world, she was just fun
and yet she tried to forget, everything for love
and on that rainy night...she called
couldn't help to smile when she heard his voice
it was her way to hope for a nice conversation
it was her way to pray she'd see him soon
as usual, sexy and provocative...it took her breath away
she could tell he was with her
he had to go...treated her like she was one of the guys
couple hours after ...he called back
he wanted to see her
missed her kisses
he's her very own road... straigh to hell
she might have bought a one way ticket when she fell in love
he knows it's true
but she was so used to him
and even worse , she was being used by him
"love's a very fun game...when two are playing
but it just gets old when they play withyou for so long
two years are just more than enough"-she thought-
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Sunday, October 09, 2005
...
when i have no memory of your smell
when i forget your voice
i'll have my heart to remember
when everything's said and done
when laughter and joy are gone
i'll try my hardest to touch your heart with my thoughts
when i no longer remember your silhouette
when my world is no longer the color of your skin
without knowing it, we'll be breathing the same air
when time makes it's way far from here
when gray takes over my dark black hair
i'll miss you
wherever you are
whoever you are
i'll have my heart to remember
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Friday, October 07, 2005
hoy me siento muy bonita...
pensé esta mañana cuando salí!!! q bien...la lluvia encendida,
y mi mami esta tarde y no me puede llevar
y me deja en la parada de la Omsa de la gomez, la q me lleva a Apec
APEC!!Donde una de las 10 mujeres a las que les importa un carajo sentirse bonita soy yo!!
donde seguro 9 de ellas no va hoy, porque nadie coje clases los viernes
y ahi estaba yo, el mundo cayendose y esta comparona esperando que pase la Omsa con aire;lol
mis pantalones campana, como me gustan,muy fashion(comprados ayer) y mojados casi hasta la rodilla(exageré un poco para darle drama a la historia)
Llega la Omsa, con aire, saco los 10 pesos, se me mete un anormal alante corriendo como q la guagua lo fuera a dejar..osea mi hermano!!! que paso con eso de LADIES FIRST??? me siento, me paro porque el aire esta tirando agua arriba de mi recien arreglado cabello:
-Ven mami, sientate aqui!- el pana, despues que no me dejo pasar ahorita, quiere que me siente con el!!! logico q sigo de largo y me siento en otro sitio, la gotera igualita, pero por lo menos esta en la silla de al lado no en mi cabeza.
en el camino me pongo a escribir del amor y la aventura, de la tristeza y de aquel ex?amor q me encontre ayer en el mall...c'est la vie, je pense!! siempre cuando estoy mas emocionada viene un anormal a sentarseme al lado(femenino o masculino) se le van los ojos tratando de leer lo q estoy escribiendo, suerte! q yo casi siempre escribo en ingles asi q no lo entienden.
me suena el celular y ahi esta mi maravilloso copiloto pendiente a ver lo q yo hablo y q marca sera ese celularcito!! a usted q le importa?? cuando cierro, aparece el comentario mas innecesario q se le pueda ocurrir al muy anormal!!
Para rematar, justo al frente de Apec hay una parada, pero no!! esa la cancelaron, yo q pensaba q los techitos esos de plastico significaban parada, pero el manifico idiota q decidio cancelar esa parada, no penso en q mis pantalones eran nuevos y que yo habia ido al salon asi q me dejan en la esquina de la 27, ahí mismo diran ustedes mis queridos bloggers y lectores, pero bajo una lluvia de semejante magnitud, me parecio un camino infinito.
Hoy me siento bonita...pense esta mañana cuando salí! llego a Apec, a donde a nadie le importa verse bonito más q como a una lista de 10 personas, me siento en un aula y una vez mas escribo...
Agradecemos a las personas encargadas de tomar decisiones tan inteligentes en la OMSA! ustedes han sido definitivamente una fuerza de inspiracion para este post,
thank you god for the rain
Agradecemos tambien a Salon abatte de la sarasota, mi amigo jose abatte, shanella y universidad apec...
OMSA>>>A VERY FUN RIDE!!
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Wednesday, October 05, 2005
yooooo!
esto es para que sepan un poquitico mas de mi:
mmm. el agua me da nauseas si es en grandes cantidades, la leche me da nauseas no matter what, el huevo me da nauseas, no como mondongo ni patica ni bofe, pero si como jambelgue en los chimi, no como chimi...me gusta el midori, vodka y amaretto pero si hay presidente MEJOR! hablo inglich y lo prefiero 20 veces al espanol. me gusta gringoland muchisimo porque la ropa es buena y barata y la gente priva menos en fashion, pero admito que yo tambien privo medio en eso...a veces! confieso q antes de irme de viaje no perdia un miercoles, viernes o sabado en blanc, aparte de pasar por republik y praia y loft los viernes y sabados, pero ahora se me hace pesado pararme con el traguito en la mano a mirar para los lados, prefiero salir a bailaaaaaaaaaar y gozar, y si no es alante de la gente: BEBER!!!jajaja! Soy dique simpatica y carinosa, pero celosa, coquetica(me gusta el rosado, el baby blue y las cosas chiquitas y con brillitooo) soy emotiva y complicada y soy ma bonitaaaaaaa! mentira lol! trato de ser decidida yme gusta
tener tiempo para mi, escribir, leer, oir musica y ver television!! me gusta la
pintura (y algunos saben que me gustan los pintores,jajaja) sin comentarios
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this happiness ain´t no lie
(take me, breake me) forget all about it
(love me, need me) i'm already gone
whatever you're doing, stop it!
wherever you're going, don't!
(this passion ain't dead, i know)
desire will lay there forever...but so will the hurt inside
can't you see me smile from where you're standing?
(or do you just wanna see me fall while i dance?)
there's a scar underneath this glowing laugh
(a few tears dropped sometimes at night)
but this happiness ain't no lie
i'm not yours and you where never mine...
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my world, my city, my love
my world, mi city, my love
now i fell in love with another life
and it's everything i ever wanted
has every thing i ever needed
and it's lack of everything i ever knew is what i love the most...
i miss every single thing about it
and though so many miles can prove me wrong,
when i talk to him, when i miss him so, when i cry myself to sleep
it feels so close, so mine...my world , my city, my love!
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Naked
You should see me naked and then understand
see every piece, every pore, every smile and every tear
you should live inside of me if it makes you any happier
with me bare naked
completly undressed and uncovered
so you can touch every memory under my skin
don't let me hide anything
not a birth mark, not a tear
there's so many things to see...you have no idea
watch the heart pieces on the floor...
and then, after you see the girl i see every day
after you know me more than i know myself
after you know what it feels like to be me
(not what it seems like, not what you think it feels like)
but what it really, really feels like
then, with you holding my naked soul in your hands
then i'll listen to you talk about me
but not one day before or one day after
until you see me completly naked
mind, bodey and soul
until that day:
SHUT THE F*** up!!!
for those who might have trouble understanding, this means shut the f*** up cause i dont wanna listen to you talk about me!! it just seems so stupid when some people try to prove you wrong about YOURSELF!!!! lol
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