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viernes, 20 de septiembre de 2013

A Dream Come true


Although some of my favourite songs were missing, the following tracklist made my dream of seeing John Mayer Live come true:

Queen of California / Wildfire / No such thing / Paper doll / Something like Olivia / Waiting on The Day / Who says / Going down The road / Slow Dancing in a Burning Room / Your Body Is Wanderland / Free Fallin / Born And raised / Half of my heart / Trust my self / Heart of life / Dear marie / Age of worry / Get around to living / Vultures / Face to call home / Waiting on The world / Gravity.

09/16/13

I could not be happier. Thank you.

lunes, 27 de mayo de 2013

Choices

If you'd like to know what your choices have been, look at yourself and the life you've lived. What you see are the choices you've made.

How long?

How long is too long to sit around and wait for what YOU want?

viernes, 3 de agosto de 2012

domingo, 6 de mayo de 2012

Backsliding

back·slid (-sld), back·slid·ing, back·slides
To revert to sin or wrongdoing, especially in religious practice.
to lapse into bad habits or vices from a state of virtue, religious faith, etc
backslider  n
slip back to old ways - go astray.
colloquial: to have sex with someone you were previously dating or hooking up with. Specifically after a falling out or bad breakup and tends to make things more complicated.
 
 Now, the story:
 
Yesterday I watched an episode of a TV series about backsliders and I woke up today, after a disturbing dream and I started analizing why my mind plays these tricks on me. Say, I used to be a backslider ( in the colloquial sense) and I was probably the worst kind until I moved on. Oh, that felt so good! 
I keep this habit of reminiscencing  but I don't backslide anymore. Still, I guess humans always backslide. Men would probably call this some other way but they do it, anyway. Is that because we - humans - are so weak? Is it because we like to revolt in suffering? I wonder...
Though we love feeling miserable at times, that feeling of being familiar with someone is surely a strong one and maybe that's what leads us to slip back to old ways. I know I went astray many many times in the past and after some years I got to believe I was going to do that all my life... I really  really don't know if that's going to be the case, hopefully it won't... but I DO have many issues with letting go.... so, how can I tell? right? For the moment, I'll just settle with hope.

My recommendation: if you are sad or angry, just stay away from your cellphone, social networks and other means of communication with your past! :)

domingo, 4 de marzo de 2012

viernes, 27 de enero de 2012

Gala

 

Gala es un nombre diferenciador, impregnado de "glamour". El nombre de una musa 

Análisis por numerología del nombre Gala

Naturaleza Emotiva:

Naturaleza emotiva, amable y condescendiente. Suave, cordial, sagaz. Ama la armonía de las formas y los métodos persuasivos. Le gusta sentirse alabado.

Naturaleza Expresiva:

Se amolda a todo. Se expresa en la jovialidad, la amenidad y la prodigalidad. Ama la dignidad y el renombre, lo bello, lo que crece y engrandece.

Talento Natural:

Es mente de pensamiento impaciente. Se expresa como pensador receptivo, sensitivo y observador en actividades que requieren de la versatilidad, la novedad y la curiosidad. Recibe aumento en los campos de acción que tocan al sentimiento, al deseo de vivir y al de inquirir en todos los campos, más bien como mente directora que como mano ejecutora.
Ama el amor, no por lo que da, sino por lo que es.
Podría destacar en profesiones como vendedora, psicóloga, docente, investigadora, escritora, detective, viajante, corredora de bolsa o de seguros y cualquier profesión que implique manejo de dinero.

lunes, 12 de diciembre de 2011

Trauma

There are some things you just can't get over. That's a fact. 
One day you wake up thinking that it's ok, you'll be fine after time does its thing and you mind lets go of the terrible memories but no. There it goes again... after a while, a similar event reminding you of all the suffering. You got to grow stronger... you got to let go and move on...

miércoles, 30 de noviembre de 2011

Big girls don't cry

All you ever wanted came at a high price. 
No time for regrets.
You can see the dark ahead and there's no turning back.
Buckle up and fight, you've been on the ground before.
You've been hit harder and made it. All by yourself.
No time for regrets now, 
Big girls don't cry...
Stand up and fight this new fight.
Big girls don't cry.

martes, 15 de noviembre de 2011

Another memory

The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Is just a memory and those dreams
Weren't as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem
My love when you dream them up
Oh, where did you go?

What are the odds?

Beetlejuice
Beetlejuice 
Beetlejuice

 and there he is...


creepy... really creepy.

jueves, 29 de septiembre de 2011

I believe in miracles

Somehow I didn't use to, now I somehow do. 
I'm gratefull for what I was granted on this Sept 29th. 
I still feel akward but I guess it's only right. 
Love won

martes, 27 de septiembre de 2011

ALL IN

I have everything to lose and almost nothing to win but I'm ALL IN.
I've waited and I have to continue waiting but I believe it's worth it.
And I'm all in, nothing left to hide.
I've fallen harder than a landslide,
I spent a week awa from you last night
and I'm calling out your name.
Even if I lose the game, 
I'm ALL IN for you, 
I'm ALL IN for life.

domingo, 25 de septiembre de 2011

Restarts


And I want it so bad to restart that I have to be heard from someone up there. I want it to work, I deserve a second chance.

jueves, 22 de septiembre de 2011

Lo siento

Nada cura mi dolor. Es meramente mi culpa esta vez. En realidad no es tanto lo que hice, porque NO lo hice sino el no haber podido parar una situacion que me incomodaba y no haberlo hecho. Lo siento. De verdad lo siento. 
Quizas nunca leas esto pero yo quiero que sepas que lo siento. Que nunca te lastimaría. Que todo lo que hice por vos lo hice desde mi corazón y con todo el amor que me salía. Que durante dos años construímos algo hermoso y no puede terminar asi.
Lo siento y no puedo hacer nada al respecto. Que el tiempo cura las heridas? lo dudo. Que el amor todo lo puede? También lo dudo. 
Yo te fui, te soy y te quiero seguir siendo incondicional. Lo siento por vos y por mi... porque no sé que hacer. Porque sin vos mi vida vuelve a ser NADA mas que un vacio y ahora más grande aùn porque deje que tu luz me abrazara y me llenara el alma. Porque con vos pude disfrutar los momentos más felices... casi comprendiendo lo que era la FELICIDAD de la que tanto me hablabas. 
Lo siento y quiero que vuelvas, que me mires a los ojos y me digas que vale la pena. Que nosotros valemos la pena y que hablando podemos resolverlo. Quiero que me mires como antes y sienta que estas conmigo incondicionalmente. Quiero mimarte, consentirte y que hagas lo mismo conmigo. 
Lo siento y quiero que formemos esa familia de la que tanto hablamos, incluso sin hablar y todo a su debido tiempo. 
Lo siento porque te duele y por ende a mi me duele el doble. Lo siento porque no puedo demostrarte que si bien fui una pelotuda, no hice nada y sobre todo lo siento porque quizas nunca vuelvas a confiar en mi... inclusive sabiendo que clase de persona soy. Lo siento y no quiero vivir esta vida sin vos, porque sin vos no es NADA mas que sobrevivir. Lo siento, amor. Lo siento.

jueves, 8 de septiembre de 2011

Words

Words are like weapons
depending on how you use them, they can be lethal. 
Sometimes they cut like a knife and 
whether it is rejection or an argument or just a crude remark, 
words can hurt more than you can begin to imagine. 
I didn't really mean to hurt you 
I didn't wanna see you go 
I know I made you cry, 
but baby life is tough.

(it's not my fault I'm so good with words)

martes, 9 de agosto de 2011

Giving up

You’re probably thinking I’ve forgotten all about you by now, but that’s far from it. I still do miss you occasionally, but I’m getting better. I continue to smile and still go on without you. I know I have missed you, but I have kept it all inside me, only for me to know. I still wonder about your doings, how you are, what you’re doing, what we used to talk about, the laugh in your voice. Just, everything. I miss it all. However, I feel that the parting of us was for the best, because everything happens for a reason. Should destiny put us into a crossing road in the future, that is when I will see you again. Until then, remember this: no matter what, even through the disagreements, mistakes and the tears we’ve cried, never, ever did I give up on you. So if you ever need a helping hand, do not hesitate to ask. I may be far away, but I will always be in reach.

Growing up

Have you ever reminisced on something in the past, thinking of every possible way you could have changed it, made it last, made it work? All my life I spent way too much time trying to make things work. I’d make way too much effort on things that wouldn’t be worth it and would be burning myself in the end. I finally realized that I can’t control everything. I spent my days waking up, thinking about it, and going to bed thinking about it - hoping and praying it will come back - nothing lasts forever. We go through our lives thinking about yesterday and not today. Letting go isn’t being weak or giving up… letting go is GROWING UP.

“Growing up sucks. Not all kisses are magic, and most boys do not live up to your expectations. But there are those times when everything, I mean love, romance, relationships… it all falls together perfectly, and it’s incredible… it’s those moments, no matter how depressingly few and far between that make growing up worth it. And it’ll be okay.” (Dawson's Creek)

lunes, 8 de agosto de 2011

FAIL

And that's the thing about people that mean everything they say, like me. They think everyone else does too.

The Edge

Have you ever had to get through a day pretending everything was normal and ok, while all the time you felt like you were carrying a terrible weight of unhappiness inside you?. 
I want to stand as close to the edge as I can withoug going over because I'm feeling that kind of tired that won't go away with sleep. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can't see from the centre.