miércoles, 31 de marzo de 2010

Cherry Tree

Algo que siempre soñe fue tener un jardín con un cerezo en el medio. Amo los colores, el "aroma" del cerezo... su misticismo... algún día tendré un cerezo... y quizas algún día me lo tatue también.

viernes, 26 de marzo de 2010

Silencio

Busca el silencio.
Goza en silencio.
Adora el silencio.

Al progresar en el camino, uno busca el silencio más y más. Será un gran bienestar, una tremenda fuente de consuelo y paz.

Una vez que encuentras la profunda soledad y calma, habrá un gran gozo en tu corazón. He aquí finalmente el lugar donde no necesitas defensa ni ataque -el lugar donde puedes estar verdaderamente abierto. Habrá dicha, asombro, el sobrecogimiento de alcanzar algo puro y sagrado.

Después de eso, sentirás la adoración del silencio. Esta es la paz que parece eludir a tantos.

sábado, 20 de marzo de 2010

Fidelity

Fidelity is the quality of being faithful or loyal. Its original meaning regarded duty to a lord or a king, in a broader sense than the related concept of fealty. Both derive from the Latin word fidēlis, meaning "faithful or loyal"

In modern human relationships, the term can refer to sexual monogamy. In western culture this often means adherence to marriage vows, or of promises of exclusivity or monogamy, and an absence of adultery. However, some people do not equate fidelity in personal relationships with sexual or emotional monogamy.


Now really, I'm all in for respect but I do not believe human beings are capable of such feeling 24/7... And after years of listening to people going about this topic I have to say I've developed some kind of lack of trust in people when it comes to Fidelity...

(Post motivated by another incredible story I heard about this topic)

and now - the best song that talks about this:

(shake it up)
i never loved nobody fully
always one foot on the ground
and by protecting my heart truly
i got lost in the sounds
i hear in my mind all these voices
i hear in my mind all these words
i hear in my mind all this music
and it breaks my heart(x2)
and it breaks my h-h-h-h-eart(x2)
suppose i never ever met you
suppose we never fell in love
suppose i never ever let you kiss me so sweet and so so-o-o-o-oft
suppose i never ever saw you
suppose you'd never ever called
suppose i kept on singing love songs
just to break my own fall
just to break my fa-a-a-a-a-a-ll (x3)
break my fall(x2)
all my friends say that of course it's gonna get better
gonna get better
better (x7)
i never loved no body fully
always one foot on the ground
and by protecting my heart truly
i got lost in the sounds
i hear in my mind all these voices
i hear in my mind all these words
i hear in my mind all this music
and it breaks my heart(x2)
i hear in my mind all of these voices
i hear in my mind all of these words
i hear in my mind all of this music
and it breaks my heart(x2)
and it breaks my h-h-h-h-eart(x3)
and it breaks my heart(x6)


lunes, 15 de marzo de 2010

Estas cosas solo me pasan a mi...

Estas cosas solo me pasan a mi... sin duda solo me pasan a mi.



Cuantas veces repetí esa frase ya perdí la cuenta... si, mi vida es de telenovela... sería un best seller... lo sé.
Algún día lo escribiré todo y mis hijos se llenaran de plata... pero vivirla cuesta tanto!
Ser el sostén de medio mundo es tanto peso y más cuando yo no quiero que nadie tenga que ser mi sostén.

A veces solo quiero ser invisible. A veces no quiero que me encuentren.

My Happy Ending

So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something You said?
Don't leave me hanging
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

[Chorus:]
You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do [CD version]
All the stuff that you do [radio edited version]

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

[Chorus]

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done

[Chorus x2]

[x2]
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...
So much for my happy ending

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

jueves, 11 de marzo de 2010

Odio Argentina

Odio Argentina, odio que me hagan perder el tiempo, odio los medios de transporte publico, odio el caretaje, odio lo pacato, odio que me digan como me tengo que vestir, odio a los vecinos chusmas, odio que me digan como tengo que enseñar, odio que me obliguen a hacer cosas que no me parecen útiles y odio que me boludeen. Maldita sociedad enferma!

lunes, 8 de marzo de 2010

sure thing...

You are a sexy unconventional beauty, who is a born sex kitten under your forcefull tough shell... Never shy, you aren't afraid to tell a guy what to do and how to do it! All I can say is men better watch out for you!

You're a man-eating Bombshell who loves trouble. Men drop at your feet and you love it, but you're not without your tender side, and know when to let the man go.

you're so much fun! you love and enjoy music and everything that comes with it ,you are very self confident so you do whatever you want and you do it well basically becouse you're full with originals ideas.

lunes, 1 de marzo de 2010

Conversation ♥

He comes for conversation
I comfort him sometimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows that's what he'll find
I bring him apples and cheeses
He brings me songs to play
He sees me when he pleases
I see him in cafes
And I only say, hello,
And turn away, before his lady knows
How much I want to see him
She removes him, like a ring
To wash her hands
She only brings him out
to show her friends
I want to free him.
Secrets and sharing soda
That's how our time began
Love is a story told to our friends
It's second hand
But I'll listen to his questions
I'll give my answers when they're found
He says she keeps him guessing
I know she keeps him down
She speaks in sorry sentences
Miraculous repentances -
I don't believe her.
Tomorrow he will come to me
And speak his soul,
endlessly and he'll ask me why -
Why can't I leave her?
He comes for conversation
I comfort him sometimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows that's what he'll find.