my.gift.to.you

Agosto 31 2005, mi primer post.
Octubre 31 2006, un nuevo post.

Aquí de nuevo por la misma razón...

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There you are my precious
Not long ago
Hiding behind the shadows
Of your broken soul
Why is it always you want something you can never have?
How could you be this way?

Your throat, I take grasp
Then your eyes roll back
Love racing through my veins
Your heart stops beating
Black orgasms
I kiss your lifeless skin

There you are my precious
With your broken soul
Rubbing my crotch, elated
Taking control
Why is it always you fuck up something you have always had?
Why'd you try to tell me
How could you be so cold?

Here I am, just a man
Feeling the pain, gives me life
Relieving us is my plan
I'd do anything to see through your eyes
Just to see through your lies

I hate you, Can you feel the pain?
Can't you feel the pain?

-Korn

...

¿Seré acaso un personaje en el sueño de alguien mas?

a.picture.in.my.mind

Joel: I could die right now, Clem. I'm just... happy. I've never felt that before. I'm just exactly where I want to be.

Clementine: Joel, I'm not a concept. Too many guys think I'm a concept or I complete them or I'm going to make them alive, but I'm just a fucked up girl who is looking for my own peace of mind. Don't assign me yours.
Joel: I remember that speech really well.
Clementine: I had you pegged, didn't I?
Joel: You had the whole human race pegged.
Clementine: Probably.
Joel: I still thought you were going to save me. Even after that.

show.me.love

Para vivir plenamente y demostrarme tu amor, cuatro cosas debes hacer:
- Plantar un árbol
- Escribir un poema
- Acostarte con alguien de tu mismo sexo
- Matar a alguien

past.tense

Amigos con derecho y sin derecho de tenerte siempre.