sin ti

te he exao tanto de menos,=toy preokupa por ti,tu sabes,tu gnt en fin tu kashaypo
puxa godito kuan2 tnga libre t llamo pa ke me kuentes novedades ,puxa toy tan kansada = te kedo muxo ya eso .
bye

25 febrero

mmmmi godito te exo de menos puxa spero ke estes mas de animos pues no sabia ke estabas enfermo ,tre mejores para ke konversemos pero lo ke se se
ke me tienes muy botada,kada vez me siento mas sola
y ke no
kiero seguir
sintiendome triste
x ke ya no me ves

x ke ya no llamas
ni vienes a

ver

algo habra ke hacer pero ya me
kance
si algo kieres salvar
sera la ultima vez
ke luxe x ke te amo
aun y lo sabes bien,pero no voy a perder el tiempo si es ya todo se murio,asi ke tu veras komo me reenkantas y no me kiebro mas la kabeza,pensando y sintiendome vacia,supuestamente estando pololiando kontigo,too el mundo pregunta x ty,mis tios,mi mama,el otro dia jui a un karrete a la kasa de mi awela,era el kumple de tu suegro aun,todos hasta la mini familia de mi pima lissete(ella es komo mi hermana grande)x lo mnos ella me noto rara,klaro komo noppo de ke hablar si ya ni pronuncio tu nombre para no rekordar ke me da pena ke ya no me kieras komo antes,ella fue la unika ke kaxo mi desvio,siii,ell,en su ksa,mi mas fria respuesta.
dentro de mi rabia y me despedazaba x dentro kada vez ke alguien se akordaba de ty,y preguntaba komo estabas,ke le voy a decir si ni enfermo sabia ke estabas,ya odio extrañarte y a la vez llorarte,ke me duelas,me molesta el no kerer renunciar asi de facil,a ty.
y el uniko motivo es por ke ya pasamos x algo paresido pero eran problemas los ke no nos dejan ver y yo no keria verte,taba tan molesta kon el mundo ke kien se tratase se atravesara yo le odiaria.
pero ahora ke nos separa el tiempo,no creo siempre nos hemos visto re poko,pero ya te olvidaste ke existo y eso ya lo asumy,no me kieres mas no lo demuestras.
y punto pa creer en tus palabras demuestralo.
ahora kon mas kalma solo te digo demos konversar,aun siento rabia,pero nosepo ya habra tiempo pa konversar,ke ironiko,lo ke mas hiso daño a esta relacion es el mismo tiempo,pero el ke no nos vemos.
xaou

Akellos dias ... Smashing Pumpkins

Smashing Pumpkins

Disarm


Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn

I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who's left alone
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn

I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my voice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you

1979

shakedown 1979
cool kids never have the time
on a live wire
right up off the street
you and i should meet
junebug skipping like a stone
with the headlights pointed at the dawn

we were sure we'd never see an end to it all
and i don't even care
to shake these zipper blues
and we don't know
just where our bones will rest
to dust i guess
forgotten and absorbed
into the earth below
double cross the vacant and the bored
they're not sure just what we have in store
morphine city slippin' dues
down to see
that we don't even care
as restless as we are
we feel the pull
in the land of a thousand guilts
and poured cement
lamented and assured
to the lights and towns below
faster than the speed of sound
faster than we thought we'd go
beneath the sound of hope
justine never knew the rules
hung down with the freaks and the ghouls
no apologies ever need be made
i know you better than you fake it
to see that we don't even care
to shake these zipper blues
and we don't know
just where our bones will rest
to dust i guess
forgotten and absorbed
into the earth below
the street heats the urgency of now [written: sound]
as you can see there's no one around

Radiohead

fake plastic trees Her green plastic watering can For her fake Chinese rubber plant In the fake plastic earth That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plans To get rid of itself It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out She lives with a broken man A cracked polystyrene man Who just crumbles and burns He used to do surgery For girls in the eighties But gravity always wins It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thing My fake plastic love But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and run It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out If I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted all the time