.:despues, no hay despues:.

extraño hacer contigo
hasta lo que nunca hicimos

.:fuerte:.

Muerdeme mas fuerte!
Asi, que no se me olvide.
Ahi, adentro,
que lo traiga conmigo hoy.
Que me perdure,
que me arrepienta.
Que lo vea e indiscutiblemente piense en ti,
en tu sabor,
en lo que nunca seremos y siempre fuimos
Atame!
Encierrame ahi!
en la sala detras de tus ojos,
donde nadie me encuentre
donde nadie me escuche
donde quiero vivir por siempre,
pues aqui, aqui no pasa nada
todo esta igual

.:frances farmer:.

it's so relieving to know that you are leaving,
as soon as you get paid.

.:about a girl:.

it's true
a house built for two,
is too small for you...

.:on kafka:.

"forgetting always involves the best,
for it involves the possibility of redemption"
w.b.

.:her men:.

she had her men
that she kept all to herself
and took everywhere she went
like a bible to the bed

.:la verdad:.

there is not a single day that you don't corss my mind,
in a good way, that is....

.:simple:.

if you are not invited,
you are not welcome.

.:before jumping:.

despues de todo, quien pierde mas?

.:yo contra mi:.

fuck i been trying to update the stupid "comments HTML" for the last 3 hours, and now my blogs is all messed up... getting old and forgetting things, it's useless!
mis letras se estan quedando viejas...

.:distancia:.

la distancia en sí, no lo es nada.
lo que nos mata es el tiempo que nos toma recorrerla…

.:the beginning of the end:.

sweaty hands, flaky hair, zits in face.
you're oozing out of me, the way you wanted it to be

.:true:.

“She had blue skin, And so did he. He kept it hid And so did she. They searched for blue Their whole life through, Then passed right by— And never knew.”

— Shel Silverstein

.:your luck:.

"even a broken clock
 is right twice a day"

.:raw fish:.

that late night sushi was filled with strange dreams...

.:P.S.:.

"A lover for attention keeps the faithful entertained.
Disposition may be fetching but the world moves on and leaves you far behind"

.:por siempre:.

"No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see it through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sorrow that comes to us without warning"

Haruiki Murakami. Norwegian Wood

The perfect ending to this piece-of-shit story!

.- Joel Barish

.:done:.

there is no greater pleasure than self achievements...

.:murakami:.

“But i didn’t understand then. That i could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair”
- Haruki Murakami

.:alone:.

I desperately look for attention when I’m with someone.
I desperately fix myself when im a lone,
in order to be with me.