lunes, 27 de junio de 2011

A veces las cosas no salen como las planeamos, ¿pero es realmente eso motivo de preocupación?

Intentamos tomar el control de nuestra vida continuamente tratando de dirigirla hacia donde (supuestamente) queremos. Pero al estar tan ocupados planeando qué será lo maravilloso que albergue nuestro largo camino vital pasamos por alto que lo mejor de la existencia se encuentra en cosas inesperadas que surgen como todo lo maravilloso de esta vida, naturalmente.

Sí, quizás, bueno, seguramente nosotros somos dueños de nuestro propio destino, pero ¿no reside la emoción en la sorpresa, no engloba la aventura lo desconocido?

¿Y qué es la vida sin emoción ni aventura?


 

Autodescubrimiento 25

25. ME AGOBIO MÁS DE LO QUE DEBERÍA

KARMA

I really believe in it, but sometimes it behaves like the biggest slut ever.

viernes, 24 de junio de 2011

lunes, 20 de junio de 2011

jueves, 16 de junio de 2011

We can't fix it all

A veces nos empeñamos en malgastar nuestra felicidad trantando de crear la de otros, pero de lo que no nos damos cuenta es de que realmente, el hecho de que esa felicidad llegue no está nuestras manos.

miércoles, 15 de junio de 2011

'cause sometimes love can't with everything

Love is not always the answer, it's not an unbreakable wall, it's not the main reason which we are alive for, it's something marvelous, harmfull, stupid and clever at the same time that is part of life, is just a way to be certain about something that we already know but we don't realize, is just a way to confirm that we are unique.
But what happends when is not as easy and marvelous as you expected, or when  you give your everything to get his/her nothing?
That your world falls
And does love worth it?
Not at all, but 
people feelings are sometimes so damn dramatic...!
Is just another phase,
just a step in the stair of life,
just something that should happend
 to let us know that we are unique
also when nobody tell it to us.

martes, 14 de junio de 2011

Simple Plan


Do you ever feel like breaking down?

Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna runaway?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more?
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

No one ever lied straight to your face
No one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
Never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like, what it's like

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life



domingo, 12 de junio de 2011

Porque la vida es corta, la memoria imperecedera y las fotografías duraderamente efímeras

No dejes que el silencio de los demás haga callar tu voz, no permitas que la ceguera de las gentes haga que tus pies sigan un camino embarrado e imposibilita que el miedo interrumpa tu vida porque lo que se parará serás tú, no el tiempo.
Así que nada desnuda, duerme a la intemperie, camina descalza, ponte y cumple metas, llega tarde a casa (o pronto, según como se mire), viaja, descubre, piérdete, cumple tus sueños, propósitos, y caprichos, pero sobretodo prohibete prohibirte absolutamente nada, porque si no has probado todo, ¿como puedes saber qué es lo que realmente quieres?

Ella está en el horizonte -dice Fernando Birri-.

Me acerco dos pasos, ella se aleja dos pasos. Camino diez pasos y el orizonte corre diez pasos más allá. Por mucho que yo camine, nunca la alcanzaré. ¿Para qué sirve la utopía? Para eso, para caminar.



martes, 7 de junio de 2011

Because I was scared

I nearly left the real me on the shelf
- No sabía que cazaras monstruos.
- A veces son los monstruos los que nos cazan.

lunes, 6 de junio de 2011

Don't ever try to judge me... yes, we've talk a lot but I'm not just what I seem to be.

You know my name, not my story.
You've heard what I've done, but not what I've been through.

Dear,

just, talk.
I'll listen

Smile kid, it confuses the crowd.

domingo, 5 de junio de 2011

Autodescubrimiento 24

24. MI PALABRA PREFERIDA EN INGLÉS EN "AWKWARD"

Autodescubrimiento 23

23. SOY MUY, MUY, MUY PATOSA