Catársis

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2008-08-26T01:52:00.002-03:00

Y hablando de giros, intento redescubrir placeres que había olvidado y parecía disfrutar más cuando no sabía siquiera hablar decentemente.
Pero cambiando de tema, siento mi vida llena de proyectos inconclusos. Eso me llena de vacíos (Sí, me lo dijo una profesional. Lo que digo es un burdo plagio).
Estoy llena de ideas, llena de intereses. Carezco de algo.
Entre tanto agite de vivir, me olvidé (corrijo, nunca aprendí) a descubrir prioridades. Tantas ideas me saturan, y termino por no hacer absolutamente nada.
Me faltan motivaciones, no me auto-abastezco.
Me siento fracasada, y siento miedo de nunca superarlo.

¿Ayuda? Sería un placer.

Giros

2008-08-26T01:46:00.004-03:00

Necesito darle un giro a mi vida. Abundan ignorancias, abundan certezas.
Sobran los maestros. Faltan disposiciones básicas.

Demolition Lovers

2008-08-22T03:00:00.003-03:00

Hand in mine, into your icy blues

And then i'd say to you we could take to the highway

With this trunk of ammunition too

I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets

I'm trying, i'm trying

To let you know just how much you mean to me

And after all the things we put each other through and

I would drive on to the end with you

A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full

And i feel like there's nothing left to do

But prove myself to you and we'll keep it running

But this time, i mean it

I'll let you know just how much you mean to me

As snow falls on desert sky

Until the end of everything

I'm trying, i'm trying

To let you know how much you mean

As days fade, and nights grow

And we go cold

Until the end, until this pool of blood

Until this, i mean this, i mean this

Until the end of...

I'm trying, i'm trying

To let you know how much you mean

As days fade, and nights grow

And we go cold

But this time, we'll show them

We'll show them all how much we mean

As snow falls on desert skyUntil the end of every...

All we are, all we are

Is bullets i mean this

As lead rains, will pass on through our phantoms

Forever, forever

Like scarecrows that fuel this flame we're burning

Forever, and ever

Know how much i want to show you you're the only one

Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons in this gun

And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood

And as we're touching hands, and as we're falling down

And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down

I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood

I'll meet your eyes, i mean this forever.

Catársis

2008-08-22T02:21:00.001-03:00

Siempre hago este tipo de cosas buscando un poco de catársis, hago y deshago cosas.

No deseo que nadie las lea, que nadie me ayude, que nadie opine.

No busco aprovación, ni refugio.

No necesito aplausos, ni brazos y hombros.

No quiero dar lástima, no quiero engrandecerme.

Las cosas mediocres no me interesan. Quiero superar mi atracción a la vulgaridad.

No es la forma, no el camino.

NO.