I l o v e ALL of you
miércoles, 30 de noviembre de 2011
lunes, 28 de noviembre de 2011
lunes, 7 de noviembre de 2011
sábado, 5 de noviembre de 2011
Y ahora mismo te puedo decir dios, no te banco, na pobre ni ella se debe bancar. Si ya se que no me bancas! , dios miooooo, no me banco ni yo a veces... ultimamente estoy muy histerica, mas de lo normal, todo me molesta, y lo que me molestó siempre SE MULTIPLICA POR MIL. Harta de un monton de situaciones, sí o no, blanco o negro! DIGO... no puede haber un gris? el gris es re lindo, dale dejame un gris, dale que sí. Pero despues me doy cuenta que elegir blanco o negro, a veces te facilita miles de cosas. Voy a seguir intentando, quizas, me sale ser decisiva UNA vez en mi vida.
You oughta know - Alanis Morissette
I want you to know
That I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but
The best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me?
Would she go down on you in a theatre?
Does she speak eloquently?
And would she have your baby?
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother
'Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you'd hold me
Until you died, 'til you died
But you're still alive
And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bare that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
You seem very well
Things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well
I thought you should know
Did you forget about me
Mister Duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face
How quickly I was replaced
And are you thinking of me when you fuck her?
'Cause the love that you gave that we made Wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no And every time you speak her name Does she know how you told me you'd hold me Until you died, 'til you died But you're still alive
'Cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was me And I'm not gonna fade as soon as you close your eyes, and you know it And every time I scratch my nails down someone elses back I hope you feel it Well can you feel it?And I'm here to remind you Of the mess you left when you went away It's not fair to deny me Of the cross I bare that you gave to me You, you, you oughta know
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