cómo te sentís hoy? dijiste mi nombre de una manera tan magnifique!

there are some bad ideas involving you and me, really bad ideas: like drunk people, super sweet sixteen, paint, my best friend and yours.

you can's change who you are and i can not do it either, so why should i like you? maybe because you have one big fat defect and i cant see the others: you like the most beautiful girl EVER. i dont know the way you eat, if your shower is cold or hot. i dont know if you a beauty spot, if your mum does your laundry or you do.

its so hard and so easy!

in the morning i hate when you dont kiss and say hello, but beneath the sheets i cant help wonder why you dont even WANT me. not love, just a one night stand, like my best says, to me 'do him' and i say of course, do me.

there are some bad ideas involving you and me, one friday night, the alcohol is hotter, the music louder and the words 'stop' and 'sorry' sound SO much harder. I know my hands were never clean, but neither were yours.

now it 4 am and i light my cigarette, the club was never darker, the words cleaner, my tears bigger and my heart more broken.

you're my fool

Come along Fool
A direct hit of the senses you are disconnected
It’s not that it’s bad…it’s not that it’s death
It’s just that it is on the tip of your tongue, and you're so silent

ella se arrebatabatabata

dale sin miedo. hasta que se rompa el suelo.

i am colorblind

No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded and unfolded and unfolding
I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready

I am fine.

la de todos y la de nadie.

y mañana tengo que mirarte a la cara. (and you dont want me)

the nights starts allright, some alcohol, some pretty boys and girlfriends to remember. some more alcohol, some dancing and i cant walk the line. i do not know where my phone is (later i remember that is in my pants) and i see him, standing like he doesnt care, he doesnt, better say-

i cant help hugging him and telling him how damn handsome he's -shit im wasted-  now i want to kiss him, i can play this love game, i can pretend that you like me, i know you dont -she's prettier than me, i know, but i am THAT ugly?- so you turn your face and reject me. kiss me goodbye so, beacause i want to die tonight. 

but there's no cianure on the rocks or blades to cut my wirsts, so may i dance with your best? i know i shouldnt, but i do it anyway, because you dont love me, my bff neither, i've cried too much tonight and just for YOU . So when he kiss me, ir feels alright, but then the guilt, the shame and the pain and the TEARS comes to my mouth like vomit and i hug my bffs and i tried to not feel worst, but the feeling vomit turns into real and my head is in pain, you dont even WANT me, and him either, my panties are ripped and the tears just wash my make up.

Q.E.P.D

Descanse en paz Don Raúl Ricardo Alfonsín, gracias a usted nací en democracia.

lovestoned

Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills your mind
You finally find
You and I collide

hay cosas difíciles y cosas fáciles en esta vida. elegir entre tomarse el 74 o el Tren Roca parece tan sencillo, te fijás masomenos tu cash y resulta... pero no te das cuenta de que hay tantos pros como contras, y aunque vos puedas decidirte, ellos no le elijen, ellos solo te transportan, tal vez a otra maldita dimensión o a una campiña en Bordeux. y aunque los superes, siempre vas a tener que esperar el 278, que cuando lo necesitás, siempre te quedás esperándolo, bien vestida and wasted