martes, 13 de enero de 2009
domingo, 11 de enero de 2009
desperate macho desperado...
-Do you know what's this like? it's like...
-Yeah, the beginning of a movie high school prom..
-I wasn't gonna say that... but i guess you're right.
-I'm always right love, look me in the eye... you're mine.
-Yeah... i guess you're always right.
-This song really rocks, don't you think?
-In fact i don't.
-Of course not... you have no taste at all.
-Yeah, i guess i don't.
-You don't have to say yes to everything i say.
-No Fernando... i guess i don't.
-Now you're free... get into my bag again.
-Yes...just hold on a second, you don't know what this is like... if you knew, you would know that it is like the visions i have in my dreams about my death... right before i die....
-And?...Love... Veronica... answer me... wake up, please, stop doing this jokes... it isn't funny... please breathe... we were too young... i always loved you and i always hated me...
I guess you're right... Fernando's nothing without Love...
-Yeah, the beginning of a movie high school prom..
-I wasn't gonna say that... but i guess you're right.
-I'm always right love, look me in the eye... you're mine.
-Yeah... i guess you're always right.
-This song really rocks, don't you think?
-In fact i don't.
-Of course not... you have no taste at all.
-Yeah, i guess i don't.
-You don't have to say yes to everything i say.
-No Fernando... i guess i don't.
-Now you're free... get into my bag again.
-Yes...just hold on a second, you don't know what this is like... if you knew, you would know that it is like the visions i have in my dreams about my death... right before i die....
-And?...Love... Veronica... answer me... wake up, please, stop doing this jokes... it isn't funny... please breathe... we were too young... i always loved you and i always hated me...
I guess you're right... Fernando's nothing without Love...
viernes, 9 de enero de 2009
declaración
Quiero que sepas que el que te quiera lejos de mi no significa que te repudie de alguna manera... es sólo la forma de terminar la esclavitud en la que te tengo y la impotencia en la que me tienes, no nos amamos, nos obsesionamos y nos atamos de pies y manos, nos creemos codependientes y dejamos de lado el respeto a nuestra individualidad... sólo quiero que despiertes a lo que era antes, cuando no dependias de mi ni yo te sostenía para no caer... te amo siempre pero te amo a ti solo, único e individual.
jueves, 8 de enero de 2009
jueves, 1 de enero de 2009
it wasn't you...
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