jueves, 19 de junio de 2014

Happiness is a warm gun

Si la vida es obligarme a estudiar mínimo seis años MÁS de cosas que aborrezco y/o me chupan un ovario para luego trabajar el resto de mi vida de algo que aborrezco entonces no la quiero.
Es difícil de entender? A mi me parece bastante lógico.
No me interesa, no vale la pena. Te odio por ser la controladora de mierda que sos, nunca te importa lo que quiere nadie excepto  vos.
Te odio por obligarme a odiarte y no puedo esperar el día de irme a vivir lejos de vos y toda la mierda que siempre me metés en la cabeza.

♡ Fuck everything 
Bang bang shoot shoot
Every night I cry myself to sleep
Why does every moment have to be so hard?

sábado, 7 de junio de 2014

Mixed

I don't know how to describe it. I feel so weird.. My dreams might tell the truth though. The thing is I just can't do anything about it, and I hate that. I'm powerless, helpless. And I'm the kind of person who doesn't acept not getting what she wants, Forgetting is my only option, but I'm so bad at it.

viernes, 9 de mayo de 2014

You whom I could never get over


And if my worlds could reach you

I'm dead in the water, still looking for you..
Oh still looking for you, for you, for you..
Can't you see?
I'm dead in the water, still looking for you


miércoles, 30 de abril de 2014

19

Acabo de tener un flash extraño, me dije "Eh? Tengo 19?". Ya es exagerado lo poco que me conozco. No es algo nuevo, es algo que venía tratando de descifrar desde hace días pero el hecho de no saber ni mi edad lo puso en peso. No es que no sepa mi edad, es que se mi edad como se que Argentina como país tiene más de 200 años.. Lo se como algo que aprendí pero es aún ajeno. "Yo", Miley, soy un personaje inventado cuya edad puede ser olvidada por unos momentos al igual que alguien se olvida en qué año murió San Martín. Mi personalidad es lo que quise inventar que fuera. Hay algo que yo demuestre que sea real? Ya no recuerdo quién era antes de decidir inventarme. Ahora soy lo que quise pero no se quién soy.

lunes, 17 de marzo de 2014

But maybe he is just that type of person... Though I never pictured him like this, never saw him like this before me.

What if it's real? What if he doesn't like me that much? Does he want me? Does he love me? Is he bored?

If I let go.. Will he try to get closer? Or will he let go too? Should I find out...?

martes, 18 de febrero de 2014

Let it go

I can`t let go. It's so frustating.
Guilt, sad, stupid.
Can't talk about it.
Time is not making it better.

Just don't think about it.

lunes, 27 de enero de 2014

Up on Melancholy Hill

There's a plastic tree
Are you here with me?
Just looking out on the day of another dream

'Where you can't get what you want, but you can get me'
So let's set up and see, love..
'Cause you are my medicine
When you're close to me
When you're close to me

So call in the submarines
'round the world we'll go
Does anybody know, love?
If we're looking out on the day of another dream

If you can't get what you want
Then you come with me

Up on melancholy hill
Sits a manatee

Just looking out for the day
When you're close to me
When you're close to me

When you're close to me

martes, 14 de enero de 2014

It's so hard to find you,
I'm standing right behind you.
The streets are much colder,
This means I'm getting older.

Why would you? How could I?
This questions lead to goodbye
But now I got my freedom,
Don't I?

I parked my car outside your house,
Hope that someday you'll come home.
Seems the man that I loved,
Is someone that I hardly know.

And after all this time,
I finally found a way to be alone.
I'm terrified, I think that I may be losing my mind.

martes, 31 de diciembre de 2013

I open my eyes, everything shines
We swim as the breeze blows down the coast
Down on my luck, breathing my last
Dirty your hands, carry me home

Red sky turning round, black rain falling down
If you’ve got love you’d better hope that that’s enough
Sandstorm cuts your skin, Black Kites circling
If you’ve got love you’d better hope that that’s enough

lunes, 9 de diciembre de 2013

Disappear

One day I'll go POOF. That's gonna be a happy day.

domingo, 8 de diciembre de 2013

Pistas de que alguien es un completo sorete

La persona está ofendida y sorprendida de que la hayas cagado. No por el hecho de que se haya terminado la relación. Si no por el hecho de que hayas sido vos quién la haya cagado, ya que esa persona esperaba cagarte y terminar la relación ella misma. ->SORETE
Hashtag Sorete; Hashtag NoValesLaPena; Hashtag CruelaDeVil