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sábado, 14 de enero de 2012

Yeah, that's the way it's gotta be

-How do u say I miss you in danish?
-Jeg savner dig
-Jeg savner dig, I'll remember that...


(Otra vez: debo aparentar; no es de extrañarte, tu sabes que lo que yo quiero es tocar, pero ahora toca blanquear tu imagen, tu cabellito como miel, blanquearte con cal para que así, tal vez, te pueda olvidar un rato, aunque sea 5 minutitos nada más. Te cuento: algunas veces, siento que no regresarás... Tu risa, no quiero olvidarla nunca.)

domingo, 7 de agosto de 2011

Some say,

death is the easy way...


... and I think they're right.

Cause nights tick, by like a long week except when you stop by.
And I know that tryin gets nothing done and I see you're about dry.
Cause nothing gets you high, you're poor the day you die,
And alcohol it only makes you tired.
But seein you feels good, and its always understood.
That anything much sweeter would make me die.