I told you about strawberry fields. You know the place where nothing is real. Well here's another place you can go where everything flows. Looking through the bent backed tulips to see how the other half live...

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Spam

¿Por qué estos mensajes sólo llegan a mi correo no deseado?
¿Querrá decir que el deseo, la necesidad y el amor son simplemente basura?

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Tears eventually do...

All I can ever be to you is a darkness that we know
And this regret I got accustomed to
Once it was so right, when we were at our high,
Waiting for you in the hotel at night
I knew I hadn't met my match, but every moment we could snatch
I don't know why I got so attached
It's my responsibility and you don't owe nothing to me,
But to walk away I have no capacity

He walks away, the sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way, in this blue shade
My tears dry on their own

I don't understand why do I stress the man,
When there's so many better things at hand
We could've never had it all, we had to hit a wall
So this is inevitable withdrawal
Even if I stop wanting you, a perspective pushes thru,
I'll be some next man's other woman soon
I gotta play myself again, I should just be my own best friend,
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men

He walks away, the sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way, in this blue shade
My tears dry on their own

So we are history, your shadow covers me
The sky above, a blaze...

He walks away, the sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way, in this blue shade
My tears dry on their own

I wish I could say no regrets, and no emotional debts,
'Cause that would kiss goodbye the sun sets
So we are history, the shadow covers me,
The sky above, a blaze only lovers see

He walks away, the sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way, my blue shade
My tears dry on their own

He walks away, the sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way, my deep shade
My tears dry on their own

He walks away, the sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way, my deep shade
My tears dry

Friday, May 09, 2008

88 minutes

Acabo de ver la última película de Al Pacino, y sólo puedo confesar que a éste hombre le podría creer cualquier cosa. Podría ser un alienígena, ligarse a una quinceañera virginal, o ser el asesino serial más malvado de nuestro tiempo. Después de The Devil's advocate salí convencida de que él era el diablo en persona. Igual y lo es, y por eso sigue siendo tan fascinante. Yo ciertamente no lo pensaría mucho antes de entregarle mi alma...