When we say a man looks mysterious, he hides a secret.
When a woman looks mysterious, she hides a truth.

Highlights on the table cloth.

-What is she made of?- The lovely Sophie asked to the wind, while her aunt was staring from behind.
She was petrified by the vision, she was trying to articulate but at her young age those things aren't known, so she was facing the unfamiliar, she didn't know how to react, what to do.
She never wondered what she was felling, she was just amazed and never realized that the image would never allow her to stare the rest of the world in the same way.

Her aunt was a middle age woman, who had been taking care of her nice the whole summer, and she was looking at her thoroughly behind her back. She had always thought she was particular girl, but she couldn't find a way to go along with her, they were so different, but at same time there was something in them that always dragged them together. Both loved sharing a cup of tea and orange cookies baked in the house oven.
They sit on their iron white chairs, white woolen gloves and bright dresses to stare around at the garden.
They didn't need to share a word, they had some sort of connection since they met.

[Incomplete].

Body touches.

When the lights went off in my head,
there's when desire started to wake...
A small movement of my hand went down,
and my fingertips brushed my abdominal skin,
going between my breasts until I reached my belly button,
going down, down, down...

I loved the way you carried me,
you hold me like a defenseless child,
a pretty girl that wants to be saved from what in her mind makes her cry.
A small lift: "You're not heavy".
I became the pink princess.

Too sparky, too lovely, too happy...
Going around and still my lips expecting to be touched,
but those things are never said.
Sh, sh... Wake up girl!
Twisted mind.
so again I'm between some arms,
...
when you don't think, you start to act.
Delicately and slowly, because when you move fast, the prey notices and is scared away.
At least is what they say.

The hair on my face,
my arms around your neck,
your intense breathing on my ears,
and my sleep resting on your shoulder.
Fantasies are an interesting matter,
How do you act when they are realized?
How's the move?
How's the touch?

When you are submerged in a world without speech,
you're only left with your senses,
how did we forgot that we posses them?
Expectation, emotion and adrenaline.
Have you ever taste?
How did your tongue answered?
Stop speaking with your mind,
soul or heart...
Let''s be reduce to our basics.

Don't stare too much, I don't want to lose your sight, to stare those beautiful eyes.

Let me hear a lasting beat.

The outer look, the staring from behind, a mutating disease, a lost love, a trembling walk, a rough science, heavy conscious, the hunter, the blessed child, my heart beating, all the things I've never done, all the things I said... what I said and what I didn't said, with all the pain, the revolt, the outer state of mind... you standing by, you're resting from all, you're leaving all.

You are, you are... you're absolutely everything, everything I love.

Jumpers and runners.

Y a pensar, yo no tuve... jamás...

Y los acordes pasan; las palabras y el rasgeo que llega a mis oídos y me punzan en el pecho.

Canto, canto... no, no.

Sin siquiera ver, ya no estoy, no más.

Situaciones intensas que no puedo desistir; permítame, disculpeme en mi explicar por que no me sé guiar, sólo sé que algo no anda bien; no sé esperar...

Todo lo que no pude.

El cosquilleo tibio en la nariz, trago amargo y mi cabeza se hunde más en el papel.

"Siempre soy lo claro entre los dos".

Te digo para recordar, suspiro para no sopesar.

Cuando la puerta se cerró a su espalda y ella no lo pudo notar.

Expressions.

She was, I was, I stand, we are, I realize, I enjoy, I follow, I love.

Zip by zip, I'm here at the expectation.

There are so many things I can do, all those things that I move; the reason for me to be pleased at my reflection.

My daily doses... she said.

Well, I never thought of a person who can express as a drug to another person, but if I think about it, there's so many people that moves... takes and gives, feels and makes feel, makes go faster; speeding and looking at the lights in a turbo spin and the satisfaction of existence becomes present in body places that I can't identify.

I continue, because I can do it by myself, a self compact delusion...

[Incomplete].

- May I take your order?
- Rough sex, please.

Which...

There's always something in me that says: I want to be with you forever.
When my head lays down and my eyes are closed.
It's when I'm in your arms and I feel that we can't be any closer,
but still I wish we could melt. Like if I could be in you.
I don't know the exact words.
I'm dazzled, I consider myself as an unstable creature.
Something to nothing.
But I can't do it alone. I am little bit sick.
I know I shouldn't, but humans can't control it all.
In my case: I have no control. It's bigger than me, goes out of my capacity.
It doesn't know how to be fully exposed.
I've submerge in you, looking up... staring from the under.
But I recall, you're just a human... the human of my adoration.
I know I'm letting myself go, got no shield, not sword, no helmet.
I got my arms open with my chest at the expectation.
But it's not because of you... I don't see a mutual.
It's just me in a battle field, we're not talking about trust or falling for each other,
It's me standing in the middle of nothing with all the things that can be directed pointing to you.
Morning thoughts I guess, a little psycho perhaps.
Because I don't know how I feel no more, as I once said... I think I'm going crazy!
It fell off of my hands and I don't see a way back.
I'm so sorry for making you play the game, I don't want you to miss the race.
I wish I could trust a little bit more but I feel like I'm no longer in the same field.

Some times I feel like playing the doll,

wearing back the pink dress and the big bun.

Times when there was no time.

Spin and spin, walking and running...

I want to find that girl... tell her to run towards me.

Sleeping thight at night.

Hugs for my basics.

There was somebody else tonight, with me... on my bedroom, in the same bed, in the clothes, in the same skin... but not the same mind.

I was thinking through someone else. I forgot who was me.

I realized I haven't fully smile in a while, when I supposed to be having the time of my life.

I had the challenge of the day, I had the random and special; the smile of the end when I closed my eyes for then to say: everything is worth it.

This is between you and me, being in the center of the graphic universe being the studied matter.

I got lost!

I'm sorry, I beg, to that couple that still expects to fill the desires of the little girl that once wanted a story for a good night... but she wants something else tonight: She worships her freedom more than anything else in the world.

She wants to be the girl that woke up everyday with the clear state of mind that moved her feet, and made her sing her own way.

It was heaven; the fully state of mind of being myself.

I'm still in love with that girl! I hope I can bring her back, because hell yeah, she knows what she wants.

I'm not talking about you baby, you're something else, but is not you the one that I need today.

And she said yes...

Blowers and viewers.

Let me get lost.

Go ahead with the wind and stay there, in my place, with myself.

I want to hold me, and try to have a little while in peace.

I don't need anybody! But it doesn't mean I don't want to.

Right now, I want to live for me.

I don't care about living in my mind, cause it's me the one that I end up at night.

When I'm alone, I look around and see, that I still have so much to know... I still don't know who's the girl that is dictating the words in my head... and the one that is typing.

Finding out.

Searching for the answer that you expect, but I realize that I haven't found which is the question. It's dysfunctional... maybe my head doesn't process.

Blocked.

It's me the one that I want to look in the mirror; it's me... and I don't want to hesitate.

The true is that I haven't looked at the mirror in a while.

If I insist with me, myself and I, why I find so hard to speak my mind in just one voice?.

And everyday, it feels to go very far, with the promise of the coffee for tomorrow.

And it's bittersweet; I haven't come clean with the reflection that it's pretending to be me.

Kiss&tell.

It's true...

When we find something that explodes ourselves, it's easy to love it.

You're so right... and just like that.

I don't know... suddenly I started reacting with such nerves to let you go.

Who might tell? It takes so little.

So much interest, so much forgiven.

A link that bonds.

The world tells you, the game's over...

But there's another round served on the table.

Closing and opening... sounds like fun at the time.

An instant trip to the old times...

Now days, it seems so far.

There's a way, where I wish I could be a little more bitch.

Dreaming days.

They say that when we dream, we dream about our deepest fears, or most beloved wishes...

Oddly... last week, has been about my most desired wishes.

Everyday has been a new revelation of my unconscious mind...

sometimes its scary to see the truth about what my soul holds at night.

I wish I could have a word to speak, or the prime to say it is just a dream...

but it isn't. It's almost incredible how it follows you.

It's easy during daylight to forget 'what a sin is in the middle of a battlefield.'

But they chase you and come to you, because they want you... and I want them, it's just...I wont tell.

Believe me, there's no fresher morning air, just like a down breaking after an unforgettable kiss...

And everything is moving so fast...

Greetings to 2010.

Cause we aren't leaving behind, we are moving forward.

Sometimes we might don't understand why we move...

but we wouldn't grow if we stuck.

From the things that I left in the past, it was never on purpose,

but it doesn't mean I forgot, it means that you have already done what you were mean to.

I'm not leaving nothing behind, because everything stays with me; in my memory, in my heart.

Whatever I am now, I would't have get there without anything that surrounds me.

No matter what, we make our own path.

We choose what we want... at the time.

I'm choosing to look up, and walk my own way.

So let's pray to God, if anything goes wrong; find the way to improve it and the strength to face...

Let's learn to breath,

let's learn to leave,

to make dreams, and make them come true.

Cut our chains, and not stick.

Find inspiration on the simplest things,

because nothing will change... just the way we perceive.

Once we find this nirvana state, we can call ourselves free.

And we'll start to make the difference between the common and the amazing.

Randomly, I picked one.

Please don't say you don't remember,

I may recall a little... but basics I know.

Blurred vision... I can't stand.

While I was sitting... I fell on my back,

I hit my head, but you where there.

Came to me and asked me to talk...

I just said I'm sorry, and laid down there.

Don't know what happened next... but some lips touched mine.

And it wasn't just once... it was twice.

Don't know what it meant, but that's definitely not what I expected.

In my head, I asked: What the fuck?!

But my face stayed on blank.

I don't want to ask you about that... I wouldn't like any answer.

But just for you to know... and I thought you did, I don't like that!

I'm not like her and I do care.

Remember when I told you that I enjoyed your company because it was free of prejudices?

Well, my dear... It just became hard to call you dear.

Forever 17.

Goodbye to year of dreams coming true,

a year where almost everything could happened.

I did many, created a lot.

When everything seemed so easy and complicated at the time.

Me and a city, where my faith and I were my only possessions.

My favorite part: No regrets.

So there's no way that I can be more thankful with God,

Damn! I had a great time.

And everything get clearer.

Expanded mind and shorter words.

Hearts broken, large smiles, headaches and fights.

Absolutely everything was worth it.

And I think about it often, because I liked every single day.

My daily experience, new stories to tell... less personal feelings to say.

Freedom all it's way, courage on my veins.

Centered and focused, but not yet with feet on ground.

When there's so much left, makes me wonder: what's next?
So many things come to my mind... and I am ready.

Holding my-self, to not hesitate. Not eating the world in one bit.

But I feel like it's mine.

I'm not trying to sound superb, I'm just comfortable to say that I am who I am.

I was having a blast!

Lets role in our skates,

holding hands like milkshakes and cherries on top.

"Escribo, ella escribió, que la memoria es frágil y el transcurso de una vida es breve y sucede todo tan deprisa. que no alcanzamos a ver la relación entre los acontecimientos, no podemos medir la consecuencia de los actos, creemos en la ficción del tiempo, en el presente, el pasado y el futuro, pero puede ser también que todo ocurre simultáneamente, como decían las tres hermanas Mora". - Isabel Allende; La Casa De Los Espíritus.

"I did. I walked out the door." - JB

Then I met you.

I was thinking,

you didn't interrupted me... it made me wonder why.

But I was busy,

I had a date... yes honey! and it was with you.

I was enjoying and letting myself go

with every minute passing by

I was swimming between every breath I took,

and you still didn't stopped me.

I was getting a comfort smile,

my body started to sink on the couch, and suddenly I became the couch.

my hair went away and danced with the wind,

and I laid down...

sparkles sprout out of my chest...

and I wasn't there.

The music crossed my ears but I didn't hear.

I was in peace; mind, body and soul... all together for once.

There's when I fell in love with me,

and wont do any "lovers" promises, because you are not my lover...

I don't want to... I just love you.

...and I'm thinking: I found myself on a hard way.

...and then I shut my eyes.

Dear enemy:

I feel that I can’t exist without you, I might hate you with all my heart but your still part of me, I’m proud when I beat you, and more of it because I did it, I don’t want anything or anyone else to bring you down, although I like to see you defeated, It feels so much better when I introduce my sword between your lungs, and you sing to me that melody of clemency for me to kill you and stop the torture. Well, for you, there’s never ending, you were made to suffer, and to be humiliated every time, with every sight and word. Please don’t die right now, because I need you, you are so evil and you don’t leave any kind of good on me, but I still need you. I can’t feel superior, I can’t fight, I can’t get forces against any… I just want you to exist. Let us have an eternal battle that would lead us into an eternal war were we would be destroying all of what we posses and love, our bodies won’t count anymore, who needs them? Those kinds of harms are weak, they don’t compare to the ones that are building and stored inside our souls; the ones that bring down at night, the ones that make you cry louder, when the tears burn, your fists are tightened harder, the teeth are pressed against each other and gives you submissive headaches, the ones that you can’t run away from, the ones that make company everywhere… everytime. There’s no medicine for them, no genetic cure, no steps ,no breaths; they got so buried inside, beneath every muscle, every bone, pores, hair follicles, skin chaps, and you start to love them, and wanting them… you would be nothing if you didn’t posses them, they are pure strength. I might sound terribly negative, but when you get to an extreme, it isn’t hard to twist all around, It’s so much that the heavy weight makes the balance spin upside down. Remember me when you are on your death hysteria, my arrogant ways and my dictator eyes, you’ll never find peace on them and hell yeah you will see them staring until the death of time, because what you can’t see on this world will follow in the next. You will never run away from me. I’ll never be sorry, the endless story. It’s my anger speaking. Because I lose a little bit of redemption every time that I listen your steps crossing the gothic hall.

Most of all, what makes you so perfect is that I can’t bring you down, and the truth about all this cataclysm: I admire you.

I'm thinking in black coffee...

This is my world, let me introduce...

I want to get this point clear:

I don't like you,

I don't wanna date you,

I don't wanna fuck you,

I don't wanna kiss you,

I don't wanna hug you,

I don't wanna love you,

I just want to know you.

Get through all the crap and see what's inside.

Suspended in the air.

I crossed myself this morning with this magazine.

Very interesting, with subjects that I might get familiar with.

I started to think... what's going on inside my head?

I tried to understand... then a face passed by my thoughts,

and I saw the situation.... then I shake my head and try to read again.

I focused on the point of the reading... to become a reader, not a protagonist.

Then somebody's idea interrupted my calmed feelings, and this time i tried to take a deep breath so I could keep on reading and maybe fix some pieces of whatever it is! ...but I couldn't, I choked.... I couldn't get air, I was fading away but remained conscious, I kept on my real way there wasn't a solution for me to get rid of....

Then I thought of you and I realized that theres any, any way... that I can't be this impulsive. Rubbing my eyes, pressing my face against my hands, I can't get the center.

I'm trying to text you away, So I don't puke! But the room becomes smaller, and the fan starts to spin slower... and I can't breath.

Makes me wonder if I'm just having this paranoid attack, but if I'm the paranoid who's gonna tell me...

I figure out: if I'm alone... Who am I talking with?

And I'm sick of being my own freaking psychologist, finding a reason, finding a solution or pattern for every reaction that I take... I can't get myself understand that, that isn't gonna make them less harmful.

Then I calm myself... some sort of bipolarity, I wish I could have that disease... at least if I am crazy... I wouldn't know... Who can ever convince a lunatic, that he's insane?

Give me, looking and digging for my dose of caffeine along with the incomparable mint&nicotine.

Sideout in a button, incredible things that you can learn from random labels.

Addict by 18.

Sudden moon threatening, on the highest spotlight to come out.

And there's me and my eternal way to become the dessert.

Sucumbir.

"Pensando en igual balanza el placer y la aflicción".

A dessert for every sin.

Que la conciencia no pese;

cada acto cometido reducido a un pequeño deleite.

Cause sometimes I need to ask.

I'm not closer...

Just like a puppet playing a fool,

reminds me that I'm little,

and I'm losing it because of your indifference.

Let's just don't.

Wow! I didn't realize... we are not playing.

I just want to call it off.

It's so uneasy.

Leve suspiro,

a lighter up.

I'm not looking around,

I just can look at you.

Sorry if I'm silent,

I'm just trying to fix the words inside my head,

most of all, figure out what's what I'm thinking.

I might adopt that manner,

just to brush your hair while you fall asleep,

but that's just not me.

I never learn how to be and not be... I never got the question.

As easy as choosing.

The only thing I know is...

who am I kidding? Just a coffee...

and if you go along with me,

I'll a make flirtation way to taste a sweeter conversation.

Whatever I guess...

I was thinking about you, and all the things that I wont say.

And the important highlight of the evening:

...I wish I could black out your goodbye kiss.

Banal courtesy.

When you stood up in there,
It was like watching you speak.
Trying to scream,
to make us understand,
a flawful idea swimming beneath an inner you.
Vertebras breaking and clacking,
scientific methods, and neurons trying to send messages that wont come out,
a little sparkle to chain.

Baby you don't have to worry,
cause I'm not talking about you... it's someone else,
the one that I haven't met.

Close your eyes for a moment
and dispel all of your thoughts and beliefs.
I don't pretend for you to separate from yourself,
it's a little portion of clarity to hold.

Try something new, something that you would be scared of, because that's a part that you haven't develop... and emotions and reactions would be like virgins in love.
Some sort of ectasis, as far as now; the state of being stretched beyond normal dimensions.
You got nothing to lose, and of course, you can say no... but what the hell, when are you gonna see me again?

Bitting lips.

I love what you have, and what's not mine.

Discreet tones, I want to stay calm.

So am I insane or do I really see heaven in your eyes? - Amy W.

High speed

Stop whispering on my ears

I want to see it

feel it and read in your eyes.

I promise i will bring you down,

down in here.

you wont be that high

die with me

mortals in bed

Face each other...

Sweetie let me tell you very close.

I'm misbehaving and stepping on rough.

Just don't ignore it!

It's not above, neither beneath.

I didn't wanted it to change,

now it's doubtable and delicate.

Breakable.

Skinny touch.

Revolution; cause it shouldn't.

I wonder: is there a fault?

How could it be...?

You gotta be kidding.

Imploded version.

I wasn't up to give up.

Different times, large scale.

I don't believe in maybes.

For the first time,

I'm... I can't stop denying, I do not regret,

it was beautiful when we still haven't met.

You existed long ago,

I arrived before, without noticing.

It's not that bad...

It just means.

Nena, no tienes idea.

Te conviertes y regresas.

Aún no lo se.

Tiempo se deliza... y lo pierdo.

Solo quiero un ti.

un poco, no mucho.

Sacia, termina... que se siente volátil.

Fixing.

Some stories should never be told,

Blue...

Because if I'm not gonna see tomorrow,

I gotta say that I loved today.

Maybe it's true, but how am I suppose to know?

Never saw,

just felt...

It was nice... hard to tell.

taking it all... because I want it all!

Repeating, more than heaven.

Floating high above...

Creatures taken under the bed,

Overwhelmed.

Freaked out? I'm staring on blank.

Bad timing... even for me.

So much, tempted to not resist.

Desirable and lovable.

What's wrong about a second time? I heard.

I might wait... but what can I say...

I do; you are just... unreachable...

at least that's what I thought.

Surprised, my littleness flourishing.

Burying... trying to go back; back in a time where you didn't insist... I meant existed.

Unstable, did I choose?

Yes, and pleasure was so rejoicing, that I started to think it might be sinful.

Unbelievable again.

But I hope; forgive me for it...

Call when your touch becomes legal.

If you please, I wont promise, but I know I wont say no.

Choked.

Don't!

It's not a reason what I'm looking for,

Breath...

it's just peace mind.

I know...

Amable.

Living on my sweet dreamland,

I don't mind.

What you are,

and you represent so much.

You are cause.

Now you are a reason.

Blown,

windy,

fresh morning,

so interested that i can't look around

It's you... you, tender.

Hermosamente definida,

cada línea,

cada movimiento.

Orgullosamente tu.

Sencillamente, viviendo.

Respirando.

Tan temerosa, precavida a la vez.

No eres imperceptible,

sensorialmente visible.

Eres... solamente lo eres.

Anhelos, fragiles... tibios.

It just feels like it...

Nils Carlsson.

I don´t wanna lie, I can´t tell the truth, it's over.

Immortal words, resounding in my head.

Well, i can´t spell it out,

it such an impossible situation.

So much to feel,

quite a few moments.

You´re there, reading at every word,

and even though, I know you understand the meaning of every single phrase,

you want to hear it.

I don´t want to say it,

I hate dreams coming true,

they end with everything,

there's no imagination left,

there's no sparkle,

no innocence,

no naivety.

Honestly, you are more than what you think you are,

your freshness it´s what I love the most,

i love your way... and all the outline.

I love your representation of simplicity.

And the way that I am freaking out in this moment.

So littlle, so significative.

Because I don´t wanna get to mature!

Means freedom all the way!

And... also for you.

Im sorry, but i can´t control this.

I just can ignore it, along with all around.

But why it has to so bad?

Isn´t it a daily story?

For me, the story of my life.

Oh yeah, I forgot the little omnipresent detail.

Her.

But it gets easy with time,

I promise this, I'll turn it, if you want to give me the space.

You're so important! That I don't know how you get there.

I miss you.

And you are not that special.

I just like you.

You said blank.

Hoy y mañana,

tardaste.

Y te quiero ver.

Lo siento, tu y nomás tu.

Déjame.

¿Porqué jugar con tanta gracia?

Piensas, no piensas,

trato y contengo...

Ganas tengo de avalanzarme hacia ti.

Tomarte, arañarte y dejarte vacío.

No es conmigo, repito.

Tomar, dejar.

De nuevo, tu.

Pero cariño, no puedes negar lo bien que nuestros cuerpos encajan,

nuestras mentes divagan.

Permíteme, adentro y más adentro,

ha sido hasta donde tu has querido.

No otra vez,

simplemente voltear mi cabeza,

avanzar, no importar, no querer y no sentir.

¿Qué tan lejos? o ¿Qué tan cerca?

Hablame, dime, cuentame... informame.

Baila conmigo, solo como pretexto.

¿Piensas en ella?

Yo no.

Dime solo un poco.

Prometo... prometo...

Miento.

Dirigeme tu cuerpo,

direccionalo,

estremecete al ritmo mio,

Sígueme, anda.

No pares en este momento,

porque ¡Dios! Qué bien se siente.

¿Placer? Solo pídelo.

Te lo dare, vorázmente.

No te arrepentirás, satisfacción garantizada.

Tuyo, mi cuerpo. Solo pídelo.

¿Cariño? El más dulce que existe,

agrio para no empalgar.

Volar,

y regresar para que te des cuenta que es real

que no pierdas el piso.

Dejame quererte, y lo obtendrás en conjunto...

Despacio, más despacio...

te hablare oído.

y hare que entres en ese trance dormido...

donde todo se discipa y flota.

Yo puedo, creeme.

Solo quiero saber de qué se trata.

Sincero y honesto.

No te canses ahora,

disfruta de mi,

conmigo.

Como lo hago de ti.

Long... longer.

You say,
I say...
maybe tomorrow,
but no.

Promises? Not again, please!
Believe me, i'm not lying.
But i took so much time to realize,
but now i'm into you,
sorry for taking longer than I should,
... you are not,
and didn't... at least not with me.

And im so anxious!
maybe, maybe...
it's not a permision,
it's just pleasure.

Blow my head,
im there, close...
don't look around, look at me!
Let me warm you
and make you smile all day long.

Good morning... yeah, whoever you are.

Where it supposed to be,

when it changed, whatever you can say...

speaking some...

but i stopped listening,

tell me all about it,

got the constant question,

but i wish i knew which is it...

keeping myself in wonder,

my new caffeine this morning,

im not spinning...

you don't have me spinning,

stiff.

Not juicy, not even close... tasting bitter.

Trapped? Don't know what you're saying.

Where's my little doll?

Am I just feeling the heat?

Dear; dearest... maybe too rushy.

Hey! i can't give you the blame.

I wanna hold it for me.

Something for me to think often.

Sounds in a wider space.

Mine.

But.

Sudden eyes waving up and down.

The street called me to step on it...

and not to walk by the side...

she wants my feet touching its ground.

even though they are too sloppy to hear 'em

when i marched my raisising race...

but no toward.

Pretty and beautiful... constants that i can't keep on my speech.

so omnipresent - taking the given blur.

and the story that you told me every night

before i went to bed...

i wanted to sleep, your voice on my ears.

It's a loving not there... just for the ride to my rutine.

Thanks... cause i love that i can keep a thank you smile...

when all the words are still stored on my head.

I would know, with my eyes closed.

A moment ago, i had a picture on my head of you and I.

Now its literally infront of my sight,

and it is so damn georgeous!

we supose to be together, right?

is not that my conscious wants it... it just feels like it.

It takes me back, to wonderful times.

what else do you want?

It's there... avoiding it, casually discreet.

Tighten and profound.

so private, so intimate, so jealous... so us.

Words are trapped, can think straight again!

don't know how to pretend... don't know what to say.

Why are we so weak to the truth?

We supose to have it by forecast...

it's you with your face against mine.

It's something that just can't be ignored.

...those are your lips touching, brushing,

with softness and caress... mine.

Those are my lips trying to say that I love you.

Who would know?

It dragged me down,

with my head in my toes.

my dried throat, soring.

I shall... end this.

we weren't ready.

I wasn't.

It suposed to be foward,

never look back.

...im sorry, im just so sorry!

my body it's heating from insideout.

baby you aren't there!

...and i want to get rid of,

i want to disappear it,

but so you are so alive and present.

And the voice screming inside my head:

LET IT GO!.

Let's fuck this shit!.

Blacking out.

Blurred maybe...

falling perhaps,

trying to keep straight...

but everything was moving so fast!

Keep thinking by myself, if the euphoria you made me feel was just by being comfortable.

But it was so right, now i just can't leave the idea, it follows me...

No prejudice, drama or things to hide... nothing seems to be wrong.

and i wonder if its just the way you are, or im having utopian and orgasmic thoughts.

I promised my self i wouldnt screw it up again, but it is so tempting.

You looked so good, so relaxed, cute and casual; hard to resist.

Don't blame me, please! I just like the way you make me fall asleep.

And im thinking.... im just being a girl or i confused myself with my instincts.

I don't mind... you were, for a moment, what i wanted.

Just a person that came in, in the right time, moment and place.

I want to know you stranger... you captured me.

Because I think it's beautiful.

Because tonight i don't feel sorrow,

because i've been thinking about you,

because i just saw the day lighting me up,

because i smiled to you, when you walked away from me this afternoon,

because i am feeling free,

no press upon my chest,

with words to spell;

because i am breathing profusely,

because im gonna sit right next you, and i'm going to stay,

because i'm fine and you are fine.

Because today i didn't get mad,

i laughed with joy,

i saw you with tenderness,

nothing seems the same;

because i needed to cry,

i needed to crawl groundly, so i could rise up...

Because it's changed,

because we chose,

because i don't regret,

because im feeling good...

For all the things i learned

all i felt, all i did, all i refuse, defeat, and earned.

Because im grateful,

nothing is new, nothing's old...

just different.

And all things that i feel today

and all i want to preserve

you on my memory

my dark secret, side and story.

because you're there,

and you came to stay...

maybe you wont sit next to me...

but you wont get that far

because its so much more than that,

because its deeper,

because i still don't understand,

because im a girl,

because... just cause...

Because i think your beautiful.

It's been a long time.

Wow! It's been a year since I haven't write a thing, and im not talking here, even on paper!

I have to say that tons of things may happen in a year.

Some of them can be amazingly great and some others devastating; fortunately for me, the greatest won.

Yes! A lot of pain, but it doesn't compare with the time that I couldn´t stop smiling when i walked through the street or wherever I went.

I was scared, you know... but everything was worth it... every single fight with my mom, every tear, every word, sight and rumor... because I was happy.

It was the a holly sin for me.

Unfourtately, it´s over! And it happened in the worse way it could!

Anyway, my heart was so damn broken, and I was devastated as hell; but I think it´s so much more than that, because, we weren´t just a couple in love... it was deeper, I can´t even put a name to what we were, I just know that whenever I hold to my deepest and prettiest memory, I know that there's where I belong; it has buried on me... it feels home.

I can´t have you now, and I don´t think we´ll get it again. We're so ok... everything´s fine, for now. You can find me later.

Love, greetings(:

Differences and Similarities

When you watch a comedy on television, there's always as purpose to make people laugh and entertain them, but now, there are several differences between the 90's shows and the ones of now days. For example, from the 90's show and the ones of now days. For example, from the 90's: Seinfeld and from now days: Two and a half men.

There are several differences between this two television shows, one of then could be: there's no woman as protagonist, in Two and half men there's just the life of 3 men, and in Seinfeld, there's a woman involved, there are the tow guys and the girl.
Also Seinfeld was a little bit more conservative, because it didn't involve that much explicit sex, as it did in Two and half men, that it is what it's all about.
And the most obvious, the outfits are older and vintage in Seinfeld than in Two and half men.

But focusing on the similarities: we can see that the protagonist are two men in both shows. and we can see that the conflicts are pretty much ironic.

Both are cool shows, and we can see that television its coming more and more without censure, but, they still entertain to the public.

Places where to watch movies

There are many places where to watch movies, but there are three main places where to watch them: Your house or a friend's house, at school in your classroom or in at school in a movie club, and at the movie theater.

All of those places are pretty much appropiate to watch movies, but it depends very much in the mood that you are in that moment, because those three places are very different and it implies sort of specific behavior .

If we are talking about watching a movie at your home, or in a friend's house, its the best option for me, because there you can do whatever yo want and if you are with friends, you enjoy better the movie, but of course it depends what kind of movie it is, because as everyone knows, not all the movies are for watching them with friends, sometimes it for watching them alone.
But going back to the friends thing, you enjoy better the movie because you laugh together and not alone, and if you're scared because of a horror movie, there's always a friend beside you to make fun of you or to tell you that it's just a movie.
And the fact of watching the movie at you're home, implies free food, and also you can stop the movie to do whatever you want and then come back and keep watching the movie, or go back and watch a part that you like, or just stop it and watch it some day else.
And an important fact it's that you are going to be comfortable and sit or lay wherever you want.

At school, the thing turns to be a lot more different because if you're watching the movie in you're classroom, you are at the spot of the teachers eye, and it's pretty uncomfortable if you can't laugh if it's a serious movie and stuff.
Also you have to pay attention because maybe they're gonna let you a homework about it; and if you want to go to the restroom, maybe you miss an important part of the movie, and of course that they aren't going to stop the movie and wait for you to come back.

Watching movies at the teather it's a cool thing because you watch the movies in a large screen, and a cool sound, and you pay attention to it. Of course if you go with friends, you don't pay that much attention to it, but you always do, because as you already know, there's not much else to watch.
The bad thing is that you have to sit in a straight line and you're friends keep far from you.
Also the cost for getting into the movies it's pretty expensive, and also if you want to buy snaks the food from the theatre its expensive too. Then if you want to go to the restroom, you miss part of the movie and stuff.
And if you're making that much scandal, the staff from the theater can ask you to leave the room.

So the, for me the best option to where watch movies, it's you're home or a friends house, because, it's more comfortable and have more fun.

How to get a job

When you are looking for a job, there are several aspects that you have to think about before you get one.
One of the first aspects that you have to think is what would you like to do, and if you're going to enjoy what you're doing because you'll spend several hours doing it, and of course it has to be something that you like to be worth it.

Then you have to think about the time that you are going to spend at work, because if you're at school, you have to balance your time between work and school, and if you don't have enough, you always must prefer stay in school.

There's also the location, because it has to be more less near your home or places that you visit frequently so it is easier to get there.

When you have already decided where do you want to work, you got to fill your resume and deliver it at the place were you chose.
If you have a call back, you got to show your-self very enthusiastic and positive to make a good impression. Also there's the clothing that you know that you have to be presentable and good looking.

At last, but not least you have to see if the payment is worth it, because as you are expending time at work, it has be worth it, it doesn't matter how much you need the money if it's not enough for the time or the work you will do.
if everything is good, then you only have to wait until the manager tells you that you start on monday:)

So...

If you ask me how I feel, I wont know what to answer; things seem go by, mi mind seems so neutral, the air dries my lips, the sun heats my skin; all the inner peace that I wanted to feel, has to sit again and wait... just wait.
I feel tired, with no words to spell, no wishes to wonder, no smile in my soul, and I ask to myself, am I good? am I fine? It's this ok? And if it is, why I am not feeling like it? And just wait... wait.
And I swallow the oppressive and sour question, and I keep thinking, with my hands almost exploiting, my vains blowing, the constant grind of my teeth against each other.
The darkness of the dawn covers me, so then I close my eyes and I say: I want this; and I scream to the top of my lungs, with all the anger and frustration that I posses and I start to scratch my arms, because I want to have human moments, and I just can't feel no pain, and I wait.... wait for tomorrow, a beautiful sunshine that will make me smile, a cold breeze that it's gonna make my skin got tickles, a pure air that I'm gonna breath and it will bring peace to my heart, a beautiful scene that my eyes would be delightful to contemplate, with no disturbance around, no penetrating nails attached to my body, no burning tears rolling down my cheeks, no more pain, no more broken hearts, and my arms will be extended to hold and never leave all that joy that I been waiting for; and I realize... I realize, that tomorrow, it's not today... and I wait... wait.

Horchata:)

ANDY COME OUT OF THE TRUNK

Well, yesterday was very tired, we spent the whole day out of my house because of the congress and that wasn't everything at all, because when it was the long break some friends and I (the voleyball team) had to go together and eat at Mayte's and then at 2:00 go to UVM to play a game, that of course we won:) and then come back to the theater for Yordi's performance and we didn't change of clothes beacuse it was already late and I stayed with the little short 8-). Anyway, I have to say that Yordi's performance wasn't just has I imagine, because he talked about things that I wasn't actually into... however! If you're asking why I have this picture its because of a private joke that was made on Javier Lara's perfomance, when he was talking about a kid named Andy that died of cancer and... there was one time when he said... "and inside of that trunk..." and then he made a pause, and in that pause, Cesar said..."is Andy..." and everything was so emotional and when Cesar said that I could stop laughing! and it continued until the night and now... x)

HORCHATA=|

The nigga's paw

Well right now I am at Fernando's house doing our Literature project, that is a video about a story that is in our Literature book, that it about a guy who has a monkeys paw that gives 3 wishes for the one who posses the paw... and I don't know what happens next, I haven't finish the story, i guess that I actually I don't care!
Actually at this point I don't care anything, because... I got 90 on chemistry! Yeah:)
I'm so proud od myself... but that it's just something else.
Well now, I just came back from the park that it's just across the street, because I got tired of the mood in here, everyone was getting along with Alan's mood, that was totally unpleasant and I just couldn't take it! So I just got out and sat and eat cookies!
Now I'm here now writting this with a glass of milk, and a cookie on my mouth and... behind me is Alan with Itzel writting the play, and the other guys tell me to don't interrupt his inspiration! but I mean... agh! I'd better don't write it... but again i hold my words, have a deep breath and try to relax... at the end it's just a homework.

Valentine's

I used to think that Valentine's was a waste of time and that almost all the people waste his money on silly things; and that day used to get my self-stem really go so down! and watching all those couples hugging and kissing made me feel like i hate this day, why I'm not enjoying it? I mean I have my friends and stuff but I don't know I used to feel like I actually have to give something to them.
So... this year i decided to don't fall in consumerism and I chose to not give any gift to anybody, except for 4 friends, and i gave them some marshmallows lollipops i kind of, so i agreed with friend to give us to each other a gift with the value of $20.00 so that's what the lollipops cost, so i thought, every thing is fine!
When i arrived to the school i gave my lollipops to the respective person and we ex-changed presents. The person with who i had the agreed, at first gave me a simple lollipop, and i thought, COOL!
Then i got a big balloon, then, another one, then another one, then a rose, then a box with a cuddly and a "message in bottle" it was so damn cute<3.
She maid my day! not only for the presents but also because she tried to change the way I thought about that day, I used to think that Valentine's sucks, and everybody was corny and stuff and I hate corny stuff i think they are so... cloying, but she wasn't actually wasn't and she made me feel bad because i only gave her a marshmallow lollipop!
Anyway... valentine's isn't that bad, uh?

mmm..

Well, i have to say that i don't have that much things to say on these days, i've been pretty busy with my thoughts and stuff... i think it's been some kind of messy i guess my life lately, and what can i say? i don't want to bother the world with my issues and stuff, and i feel like i am a closed book for everybody and instead of relaxing my mind, and i don't know try to don't think about it, it comes to me all day long, and i keep them to my self and i stay like that, sometimes i feel like I want to scream so bad, but i can't find the courage to do it; i have so many thing to give but i realize that i live in my house of self protection where i am affraid of taking chances and i try to keep evrything safe and controlable! and i think I'm so fucked up! because maybe i'm losing the greatest thing ever happened and i just refuse to face it and again i stay to my self on my own security and where thing are close to me, easy, and my fears i just throw them away to face them ever....

"i'm just a fucked up girl, looking for my own peace of mind"

The Dark Ages

A few weeks ago, I read in a magazine an article that called my atention right away, not only because of it's title "The Dark Ages"; what I was reading started to seem pretty familiar with my social surroundings so I continued...
The article was talking about how depressed teenagers has become a "fashion" in today's world, it has become a life style, now it's more easy to find some who has "issues" and stuff and you can see almost everybody complaining about their own problems and how everyone wants to be listened, and that's why there's no body to listen!
Now days everyone goes to the therapist, and you can hear everywhere: "my therapist said..." and it's a concern in therapist that people who's actually has problems is not attendig them...
There's so many people who started to dress up like emo guys just to fit in, and i think that extremely ridiculous, you are just who you are... it's a shame that people change for those kind of reasons.
The emo community has been a quite sensation in tv shows and stuff, just like degrassi, movies and even artist that involve that fact of using drugs and mutilating themselves and that's even more ridiculous!...
I think life is too short to be wasted...

NY 77

Recently, I saw on VH1 a tv special about New York in 1977, where people considered New York a very dangerous place to live, because there was "to much" freedom for sex, drugs and rock n' roll.
There was a lot of night clubs, very famous until now, although te are no longer exist, but they leave their mark on history.
For me, the most interesting night club was the CBGB's because there's where some very famous bands played there, but at that time they weren't famous at all, like The Ramones & Blondie (those are the ones that I remember) it would be really cool to have had the opportunity to listen to those bands in their very begining.
And we can't forget about Studio 54, that is the one that everybody knows, but, I don't like that much that club, because for the things that I've heard it was pretty nasty and there was "concentrated" what was all ready on NY streets.
Also when the hip hop started on the ghetto and how they played the music, at highest they could. I think that's pretty cool too.
I 'd like at the ending of the show, how the commentarist said that now NY is a secure place to live for the families and stuff, but they are not agree with that (in a certain way i'm either) because night life of New York was what makes interesting that city, it was like art... and now it has lose it, well of course that it has night clubs, and people crazy around but it is not like it was on 77, so i think it loses his is appeal; and has everybody knows it is now a commercial city.
Anyway, I think it would be cool to visit New York and walk around the streets that once were the place to be... ;)

Do we eat to live, or do we live to eat?

I think that it depends a lot in the situation, because in my case i think that we eat because we have to do that to survive, no person can live without food, but we are so use to have our meals, and eat at certain time, that maybe we started to confuse if we are eating because we need it, or just because we use it as a tradition.
I believe that for some people it turned to be a life style to be eating, and not doing anything else than eating, and i think that everything turns to be wrong at the time that it is converted to be an important part of your life.
In my case I eat to live, but of course as everyone else, I've my pleasures in food, and i spoil myself sometimes, eating this that i don't need, if can call it in that way, but I obviously enjoy them at best:)

Nuclear Weapons

The ONU is extremely concerned about the fact of USA and Irak possess nuclear weapons for a possible bigger war between those countries.
This is alarming because it is known that it has been created the Nitrogen weapon and it's 10 more powerful than the one that was exploted in Hiroshima and Nagazaki, in the Second World War.

Assignment

If I were famous, why people don't need to know my provate life?
Well, I think becasue although, I am a celebrity life, I have my own problems and stuff, but that should be apart from my job, if I am an actress, singer or dancer, because like anyone else, that's my job and you should be only interested in my job, not in my personal life, because anybody likes that the world knows what's going on with my personal stuff, although it is not healthy because i can get a trauma and then I would me afraid to do something becasue I'll know that everything I do, the Media will know... So that's what I think about why people don't need to know my personal life.

Reading Strategies Assignment

This is a fiction story that our teacher told us to do¬¬

Ilegal Clowns x)

Yesterday, the mexican police arrested a clown crew that used to sale marijuana to children in parks. They also used to teach them how to smoke it.

The children from 6- 12 years old said that the clowns sale the marijuana to children in $30.00 the cigarrette.

The clowns were arrested ecause of the mother of one child found a marijuana cigarrette in the child pocket when she was doing laudry.

She went inmediately with the police and they made the investigation.

Now the clowns are being processed for their sentence in jail.

First Day of High School

Today was really weird because I have never been between that amount of people.
I used to be in schools with small amount of students, and when I arrived here was shocking.

My behavior was extremenly well*-) I can almost believe it!
I am usually extroverted and smiley with so many things to say, and talkative with the people that I just met.
Actually, my first day of school, was not the way that I imagined it was going to be..
My Jr. High friends, had a lot of "social events" to attend, and I was totally lost! This is pretty embarrassing for me to say, because this is not the way I am!
Today wasn't just me, I was quiet and I can possibly say, shy:s ...really odd.
But I truly believe, that there's always a first time:)

I liked the first impression of my teachers. Some of them seemed really cool and funny^o); While others were pretty seriousx.. but what the hell.. it seems interesting=)