Monday, May 24, 2010

No Clothes All Boobie

A cup of coffee ..... Updated ...*

I am here at the computer, with the intention of writing, but I do not know where to start, I have so much stuck here in my head, and pain still fresh in my heart that clouds my reason.
I wonder why? perhaps you could not risk it again, he had nothing to lose. Q I thought this was all a bad dream, and awaken to an alert, but no ...
ruled my mind I feel I need to download ... vent, but I will not mourn ... I'm tired of that, and I'm tired at the end of the day to pretend that my life is like that, 23 hours and 50 minutes to try to be with a smile on my face collapsed in 10 minutes of memories.
Today I'm tired of saying I'm fine, I did not care what was happening, it already exceeded, I'm tired of hearing that all I understand, I understand ... but that of the 20 or 25 only 4 or 5 do ... xq me know.
do not know if you want to forget, because in spite of all something nice was, I have a little something playful romaine and joy to my day to day, and can not imagine my days without it ... so thank you ... I might remind you hurt ... but at the end of the day ended without being able to save you alone ...
Things happen for a reason ... they say, and life goes on .. so they say ... and gone tomorrow or maybe I'll see things in different ways ... so I write, so I took the time to sit down with songs that remind me of things ...
may be very hasty to say that I do not care ... but it may well be ... here in this post .. leave everything, all my memories, all my feelings, emotions, ideas, everything everything that belonged to you someday ... here in this post ... I say goodbye. It is clearly a literal
goodbye today apartir .. if I'm selfish ... egocentric ... because now if I'm just me. The fear of waking up alone, without knowing that someone thinks of me .. was fulfilled .. but I intend to make that fear ... a fortress.
Thank you for teaching me that when you want something fight to the end, until nothing is ... as I did.
Today I kept in a wooden box .. q everything reminded me of you ... q what made me think of you .. I am empty of you today.
Time passed, the weather cooled our relationship, your love was extinguished.
I am I will be the same smiling, which is concentrated on his studies, without anything to affect the strong, responsible, mature. but I feel at times collapse .... but I know I'll love ...
may need time ... Space ... freedoms, and I will because I want to be myself again, to regain what I lost ... to suffer ...
Tomorrow will be a better day, and each day will be just better than previous ... the less you know ... the less I remember you. TODAY

also need to:
more cake to sweeten my tears no longer salty .. q before they ran down my face, if not to sweeten my smiles will learn to be reborn in my face ... without you.
a melody more to help me relax .... and give me strength to wake up ....
and not I need a pillow but, once prevented me not to feel my loneliness ... We do not need it because my loneliness is my glass bubble, I'm sure someone else after a broken love better.
flowers and maybe not .... xq well as flower, wither too ... like what happened here.

     You really had me going But now it's time to go Curtain's finally closing   
That was quite a show Very entertaining But it's over now Go on and take a bow!







Saturday, May 8, 2010

Best Inlabello Lip Balm

A cup of coffee, a cigarette and a cake

Who said life was easy, that college was easy, that was easy .... I love coffee but for to help me stay awake ... that time is not ... not have to sleep, and dream that nothing has happened, that nothing intrigues me, I have nothing strange, and finally waking up another day. I want a cigarette but, to clear my mind, to relax, but not a cake olvidarte.Y desperation to sweeten my q will not know me. premature adult I make mistakes, q like you, he, she and q all ... but never think that things happen in vain ... I have fear of being wrong, err, sometimes I think my perfectionism does not help me move ... xq not allow me to let go of what I give up everything that makes me feel good, I feel it is mine ... like you. Since I have the use of reason alone I have made many decisions, maybe wrong, but here I am ... I do not think about tomorrow ... qiero not imagine it, not start from scratch ... Blur and not a single new account .... not going here ... but it hurts ... q qiero ever stop pttear not feel this lump in my throat and my chest ... i back that insecurity ... i do not stop thinking about q is what can happen tomorrow ... what the fate in store for me. fear missteps in making decisions, to think that these decisions I may be wrong, I fear being wrong, and even more afraid to know that my mistakes make me suffer ... and now know that make you suffer. that time is frozen, Defrost, heating or cooling situations ... and us is not alien to it ... but I think you can fix, I hardly think that tomorrow I will not have to ask who it is, if I want ... wonder ... is hard ... is what I feel and if nothing happens within me, not hurt me like this is hurting me .. something I would tighten my chest when I talk as if q nothing ... I hope you finish our conversation with a tequiero ... or I miss you ... know that untied the knot in my chest today in our last conversation ... with a "fool, if ps" or with your laughter ... x something crazy I said ... esperee x 5 minutes listening to an I love you ... but it happened ... and again something knot. 'm not that selfish if you think I do not think, I doubt, in spite of the mistakes ... and perhaps unrecognized qa know my way I love you. I am now I can not imagine my morning without you ... sorry if sometimes hullo problems, or discussions, but I have to react and cause fear of something big .... I prefer that things settle down ... but so I think the worsened q ... anyway ... I'm not perfect in spite that try it too ... might want to leave everything here, which is good for you, I'll understand, you know why I say this, because this time I feel no hope, I feel, but I tread q false, and nothing is said ... Maybe if is better to dream, dream, that we see everyday, not discussed, nothing happens, we're happy, but it hurt again when we wake up to reality ...
need more cake to sweeten my salty tears .. q x are my cheeks ....
a melody more to help me relax ....
a pillow over, to feel my loneliness ...
and a flower but to know that here you are.