in or out

i really dont give a damn if im in or if im out. Out wil always be a place anyway. En realidad no se que quiero hacer.

Prue

they say: always listen to your heart.
but my heart tends to fall for the sickest and craziest
maybe im just used to it... Anyway, I think I should stop. Today Im safe at home, alone. But eventually Im gonna have to share my life, I wish to share my life with somebody, and Ill stop being safe. Share my bed with some crazy asswhole, with some hurting pervert.
I am a prue, walking santity. I am the contradiction of the world Ive decided to surround myself. Ive seen almost nobody is perfect, and those who are stop being it after a while.

I used to be the crazy one now im just this simple
close minded
prue

about feelings, clouds and yummy smoothies

we are all
the biggest pretenders
posing for feelings
trying to understand hows and whys
of things that simply are.
i cant ever trust
no matter how hard i try
we keep on slipping
away.
you say you really love me
i keep on dreaming on the day we can hold hands together forever
living in the highest cloud
smell of extasy, red roses, love making
and i really think, if u can dream it: you can live it. BOOM!
shotguns of silence fill the air
overwhelming and disapointing
...now you say you love her.
n0w i say i cant believe in any of you
but i keep on doing it.
it is a life filled with ups and downs. the highest you are the harder you fall.
laws of nature, laws of the heart. rules... i dont believe in rules
i dont believe in not believing
so im gonna keep on being the biggest fool
who has falled for you.

deeep into my flesh
into the ground
traspass everything thats real
down
today im singing the blues
and everything is mixed
like in a smoothie, frozen n flavorfull
how could u ever get it?

de los temas q me conciernen, no se nada

mi vida en ti

a veces mi vida se convierte en la tuya... casi siempre.
fui a tu cumpleaños,
te consolé,
te acompañe al doctor,
te llame,
siempre te escribo
te quiero
te pregunte que querías hacer.
no veo en verdad cual es el problema con esto.

there is no way

I wanna make up for the things i can't say by writing something beautiful for you. For the first time I wanna write for somebody. And this you aren't anybody.... The only problem, nothing I could ever write can ever be good enough for you. I could write about your eyes or the way you can't stand ice cream but those are not interesting subjects. I guess I haven't found the way to write about good feelings nor the things that make me happy. And you are one. You are gonna have to settle with my good intentions and trust that someday i will find the way to say 'I love you.'

BORED TO THE BONE:seeking for adventure

i think im paranoid and crazy
unethical little being
thats who i am.
bored to the bone.
seeking for somekind of emotion
maybe even kidding myself that i can actaully feel.
little ice princess tryting to brake the ice.
help me brake the ice
help me look forward for tomorrow
feel quite a little bit eager for the present
laugh out loud
tell me everything thats on ur mind
tell me nasty things until i cry
tell me how much u love and why
let me feel alive
help me brake my shell
i tend to do things just for a test
see what happens if ...
curiosity killed the cat. luckily im no cat
no ones cat
no ones nobody
i dont even own me
my instinct doesnt own me
my reasoning doesnt own me
there are no owners
there is no destiny
there is no nothng
theres just me and you
and everybody else
everybody else who is often more boring than me
more fake
more plastic
cooler
they are always cooler and more lost
im i judgemental? maybe so

i can see you through the mirror

two different realities
almost the same exact feelings
my dear, we're expiriencing a sort of grief
we're sad and think we're doing bad for all the right reasons