Soon it will be November, soon i'll have something to write about.
The time is ending
all this snoozing n loosing
better start juicing!
I thought I had been falling
guess at least I've been learning:
Never to trust those who wont follow a heart. Their own heart.
Its not bad to plan.
Go ahead! Draw a map, I do it daily
just make sure you got the right compass.
wreck what u have n run
he's gotta worry: how full my pocket is?
how much more shit can my body get
the vain vices,
mudane prices
try to drain the pain
again you just feign
I really wanted to fall
feel what it is to be whole
now i gotta crawl
where is Mr. Stahl?
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Thursday, October 09, 2008
touch + heart
As soon as you spot her you can tell what a dirty little bitch she really is. She may try to cover it, try as she might but there is no use. She's got the stoolie stare.
"Oh well, yeah. I’m sort of a masoquist." Sort of? Whatever, this rattle of hers could be interesting. With her all I can lose is my time and that's quite ok with me. The nodding of my head is her cue; I've decided to play along.
"Don't get me wrong. I don't cut myself."
"You don’t?" Truly I’m puzzled. Why is she telling me this anyway?
"I like some spanky every now and then" She tells me this followed with a grin.
"When it comes to exploring each other’s body I simply can’t wait. I mean, I love falling for IT. For him. When I’m his that’s all I can think of. n I’m eager to show him I’m his.” She smiles batting her eyes once she finishes the sentence.
“What are you saying?” Ok so this bitch is a little wacked. Spanking and love. She couldn’t really think they’ve got something to do.
“I mean I wanna be tagged by him. Love never lasts forever, moments fade. I want his mark forever.”
“I could leave you lovely scars, love.” I grunt, she laughs. “Tell me sweetheart, why are you so keen on this? There are many ways to leave mark. What kind of freak are you?”
Now she looks down “I don’t know” she shrugs “They can only see with their eyes. I can’t find the way to touch a heart.”
“But you love them don’t you?”
“I love you and I want your mark.”
"Oh well, yeah. I’m sort of a masoquist." Sort of? Whatever, this rattle of hers could be interesting. With her all I can lose is my time and that's quite ok with me. The nodding of my head is her cue; I've decided to play along.
"Don't get me wrong. I don't cut myself."
"You don’t?" Truly I’m puzzled. Why is she telling me this anyway?
"I like some spanky every now and then" She tells me this followed with a grin.
"When it comes to exploring each other’s body I simply can’t wait. I mean, I love falling for IT. For him. When I’m his that’s all I can think of. n I’m eager to show him I’m his.” She smiles batting her eyes once she finishes the sentence.
“What are you saying?” Ok so this bitch is a little wacked. Spanking and love. She couldn’t really think they’ve got something to do.
“I mean I wanna be tagged by him. Love never lasts forever, moments fade. I want his mark forever.”
“I could leave you lovely scars, love.” I grunt, she laughs. “Tell me sweetheart, why are you so keen on this? There are many ways to leave mark. What kind of freak are you?”
Now she looks down “I don’t know” she shrugs “They can only see with their eyes. I can’t find the way to touch a heart.”
“But you love them don’t you?”
“I love you and I want your mark.”
Friday, August 15, 2008
black coffee
Black coffee, she is never in style
washed out nail polish in a hand thats not thin, not chub,not long, not short.
Everything is fed with a fork
in a town across a mile.
Hush, she said. i plead you to stay.
He had done his bags, packed the boxer briefs she never dared to wash.
one sip to his cigarrette, the stink will stay maybe forever
in that room, in that mind, in that heart.
The rooms been emptied, everything torn and thrashed
no ideas in her head, all actions were flushed.
She wont say it but
she feels kind of sorry
for there was no glory
this time her lot
was lost
washed out nail polish in a hand thats not thin, not chub,not long, not short.
Everything is fed with a fork
in a town across a mile.
Hush, she said. i plead you to stay.
He had done his bags, packed the boxer briefs she never dared to wash.
one sip to his cigarrette, the stink will stay maybe forever
in that room, in that mind, in that heart.
The rooms been emptied, everything torn and thrashed
no ideas in her head, all actions were flushed.
She wont say it but
she feels kind of sorry
for there was no glory
this time her lot
was lost
Monday, July 07, 2008
GYE
Crick Crack- Aqui todo cruje y toda puerta aulla. Duermo en la cama de un pequeño montruo de pelos largos y sonrisa sarcasticafrente a un ventilador q no huye a los minusculos, aquellos q vienen noche tras noche por otra probadita.
Esta llena de puntos rojosy agotamiento, por aca nada me divierte, pero aun deseo quedarme. Deseo comprender como esq uds. viven, ¿Como lo soportan?
Por aqui todo se altera, ese instincto salvaje esta mas y mas presente. NO hay para mas... cero confianza, cero amistad, cero intelecto...
millares y millares de mini vestidis q colores solidos envolviendo todo tipo de pierna, flaca, firme, rchoncha, etc.... ademas de milllares y millares de imitaciones de zapatos vans en los pies de niños, niñas y chicos... todos.
Aca a nadie le falta nada, sin auto no hay como sobrevivir, sn el auto te roban.... Quien te roba si esq a nadie le hace falta?.. .Esas 'otras' gentes son las q t roban. Las q andan con pistolas, esas te la pusieran por el culo y creeme q no lo disfrutarias.
Esta llena de puntos rojosy agotamiento, por aca nada me divierte, pero aun deseo quedarme. Deseo comprender como esq uds. viven, ¿Como lo soportan?
Por aqui todo se altera, ese instincto salvaje esta mas y mas presente. NO hay para mas... cero confianza, cero amistad, cero intelecto...
millares y millares de mini vestidis q colores solidos envolviendo todo tipo de pierna, flaca, firme, rchoncha, etc.... ademas de milllares y millares de imitaciones de zapatos vans en los pies de niños, niñas y chicos... todos.
Aca a nadie le falta nada, sin auto no hay como sobrevivir, sn el auto te roban.... Quien te roba si esq a nadie le hace falta?.. .Esas 'otras' gentes son las q t roban. Las q andan con pistolas, esas te la pusieran por el culo y creeme q no lo disfrutarias.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008
lil blue pill
Blue pill,
Can you tell me how he feels?
and whatever it is that he conceals.
You have been inside, in a place i cant ever reach, at least not in the way you did.
You've influenced his breathing, his thinking,
numbed away the excruciating pain he had been feeling,
this and so much more you can do when u are inside him.
Will you make him your slave or just let him toss you away?
Will you introduce him to your girly friends,
allow him to taste you all n enter to that dark place?
It is you who like many others took what i love the most
clouded they're ways into that liberal dilusion
made them think they were astray
when actually they were hanging by your chain.
If there was anytone to envy that would be you
but that too I cant, that too I wont
cuz you wont ever know the difference
wont ever value who has savoured you
you cant feel how his tongue licks, not the way I did.
You wont ever bring the light in him
and that is what Im aiming for.
I cant love a fool who doesnt know what freedom really is
He took you, you worked your magic
He knows how meaningless you really are.
I am flesh n bone, soul n mind
light n dark.
He has been inside me
n i do know how that feels.
Blue pill you have been created just like many others
to do nothing more but make us numb.
Can you tell me how he feels?
and whatever it is that he conceals.
You have been inside, in a place i cant ever reach, at least not in the way you did.
You've influenced his breathing, his thinking,
numbed away the excruciating pain he had been feeling,
this and so much more you can do when u are inside him.
Will you make him your slave or just let him toss you away?
Will you introduce him to your girly friends,
allow him to taste you all n enter to that dark place?
It is you who like many others took what i love the most
clouded they're ways into that liberal dilusion
made them think they were astray
when actually they were hanging by your chain.
If there was anytone to envy that would be you
but that too I cant, that too I wont
cuz you wont ever know the difference
wont ever value who has savoured you
you cant feel how his tongue licks, not the way I did.
You wont ever bring the light in him
and that is what Im aiming for.
I cant love a fool who doesnt know what freedom really is
He took you, you worked your magic
He knows how meaningless you really are.
I am flesh n bone, soul n mind
light n dark.
He has been inside me
n i do know how that feels.
Blue pill you have been created just like many others
to do nothing more but make us numb.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Bus Fare
In this story boy never gets to meet the girl he had spotted
She was crossing the street like a child Singing loud fearlessly Ive Got You Under My Skin
she pays her bus fare
and now she becomes hush, transformed with her mask... cuz she has spotted him.
This very well dressed lay down foreign boy, lush, lust.... she thinks 'Yummy.'
She stares for a second time, just to make sure this beautiful figure was real
it definitely is, she has caught him scratching nastily his nouse. So he is human after all!
She pretends to be disgusted, and at the same time pretends to be polite n pretends she didnt see him see her while he was scratching his cute little nouse... They both pretend
but eyes have met, they both know.
They get in the same bus headed to the same station Rio Coca
She stands near the door still hush, still with her mask on
He stands real near her and starts singing a Cat Stevens song to her ear
She bites her lips constraining herself, Oh how she wishes she knew what to say! What to do!
He gives it a second shot, this time he decides to be more obvious
and sings to her ear with the most beautiful raspy manlike voice
the same song she had sang minutes ago...
Oh the way her heart melts! Sexi thoughts come to her mind
Oh how she wishes he would go astray and just touch her in that same bus in that same instant!
how she wishes the world was only theirs including that bus just for a while...
She smiles wide open, thinking he saw her smile she looks the other way n gives him her back.
The bus is so crowded, they are so near
she sighs... (she always sighs!)
He blows air to her neck... OH HOW SHE WISHES THAT SWEET WIND WOULD NEVER END!
bus gets more crowded, people start pushing they're way in n out
boy n girl are separated now....
Oh how she wishes he gets down in the same stop she's gonna get down
oh how she wishes that if it happens she stops being so freaking shy n does something!
So she starts thinking of this she could do,
'if this was a movie I'd wait for him in the way out n say something clever like .... I cant think of anything clever, so I'd say something like "I heard you were singing that Frank Sinatra song"... what language does he speak? Is he from here or from somewhere else? Can I make that line sound clever in my native language? "Te oí cantar esa cancion de Frank Sinatra I Got You Under My Skin..." '
For some reason she didnt think it sounded clever, to her it sounded SO BAD! (the line, his singing took her to that other side of the moon)
They arrive to the last stop.. so they were actually headed to the same direction THANK GOD!
Its time to get off, so she gets of thinking of a smooth way to catch him in the exit n hope he has something clever to say....
but the crowd gets off too n she didnt even see him
She lost her chance, now he is gone n she has to continue her route home...
She was crossing the street like a child Singing loud fearlessly Ive Got You Under My Skin
she pays her bus fare
and now she becomes hush, transformed with her mask... cuz she has spotted him.
This very well dressed lay down foreign boy, lush, lust.... she thinks 'Yummy.'
She stares for a second time, just to make sure this beautiful figure was real
it definitely is, she has caught him scratching nastily his nouse. So he is human after all!
She pretends to be disgusted, and at the same time pretends to be polite n pretends she didnt see him see her while he was scratching his cute little nouse... They both pretend
but eyes have met, they both know.
They get in the same bus headed to the same station Rio Coca
She stands near the door still hush, still with her mask on
He stands real near her and starts singing a Cat Stevens song to her ear
She bites her lips constraining herself, Oh how she wishes she knew what to say! What to do!
He gives it a second shot, this time he decides to be more obvious
and sings to her ear with the most beautiful raspy manlike voice
the same song she had sang minutes ago...
Oh the way her heart melts! Sexi thoughts come to her mind
Oh how she wishes he would go astray and just touch her in that same bus in that same instant!
how she wishes the world was only theirs including that bus just for a while...
She smiles wide open, thinking he saw her smile she looks the other way n gives him her back.
The bus is so crowded, they are so near
she sighs... (she always sighs!)
He blows air to her neck... OH HOW SHE WISHES THAT SWEET WIND WOULD NEVER END!
bus gets more crowded, people start pushing they're way in n out
boy n girl are separated now....
Oh how she wishes he gets down in the same stop she's gonna get down
oh how she wishes that if it happens she stops being so freaking shy n does something!
So she starts thinking of this she could do,
'if this was a movie I'd wait for him in the way out n say something clever like .... I cant think of anything clever, so I'd say something like "I heard you were singing that Frank Sinatra song"... what language does he speak? Is he from here or from somewhere else? Can I make that line sound clever in my native language? "Te oí cantar esa cancion de Frank Sinatra I Got You Under My Skin..." '
For some reason she didnt think it sounded clever, to her it sounded SO BAD! (the line, his singing took her to that other side of the moon)
They arrive to the last stop.. so they were actually headed to the same direction THANK GOD!
Its time to get off, so she gets of thinking of a smooth way to catch him in the exit n hope he has something clever to say....
but the crowd gets off too n she didnt even see him
She lost her chance, now he is gone n she has to continue her route home...
Friday, January 25, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
tool
She will always be true to her compromise
it's a rat race what she is living
and her goal is the prize.
Yes, she will slither and doom
anything that comes in between.
We are mere tools to entertain her quick wit
there is no use in locking yourself
from her
'cuz the paths have already crossed.
No deviations in strategy.
Of course she doesn't believe (in any)
but there is no use
but to serve whatever purpose.
Her compromise is truth.
it's a rat race what she is living
and her goal is the prize.
Yes, she will slither and doom
anything that comes in between.
We are mere tools to entertain her quick wit
there is no use in locking yourself
from her
'cuz the paths have already crossed.
No deviations in strategy.
Of course she doesn't believe (in any)
but there is no use
but to serve whatever purpose.
Her compromise is truth.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Friday, August 10, 2007
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.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
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
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
Saturday, May 19, 2007
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?
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?
Saturday, April 21, 2007
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.
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.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
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.'
Thursday, February 01, 2007
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
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
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
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
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
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