in my head this is a song...

love me. use me. take me. want me.
do what you
please with me.

break me. try me. test me. leave me.
just always come back
to me.

over and. over. come crash into me.
kiss me. then fill me up. load me. you see

I´m ready. come get me. pretend that it´s real.


love me. use me. take me. want me.
try me. test me. touch me. kiss me.
refresh my good
memories

so this is me
with two shaky hands
two smiling eyes
and one big heart

and I guess that is you
standing right next to me
with two strong hands
two bright eyes
and no feelings for me

what more can I say
not too much to think
not that much I guess
its obvious to see

just hello.then.goodbye
it´s as simple as that
for you those two words
for me, like a stab

so I´ll see you around
in the streets or the pubs
where we met the first time?
where we kissed the last time?

if you use me, that´s fine
don´t feel bad if I cry
after all that is all
we agreed at the start

1.
sometimes... just sometimes... I wish I was the girl you write about...
and all the time I wonder... do you wish the same when you read the things I write...?


2.
you were never going to take me to the movies
I was pretty self destructive at the time

you and I were nothing better than a lie

how sad, to believe that I was yours and you were mine


3.
thinking back, I guess I never really liked you
you say you used me, but it was all the way around


4.
it is funny
to see you again
to touch you again
to kiss you again
only on the cheek this time
only hello, and then goodbye
nothing in between
just hello, love, and goodbye


5.
you liked that same song
and you sang a little piece when we were in the car
then I dropped you off...


6.
waiting for you to show up

algun pedazo de poema casi olvidado

te vas como hojas en otoño
con un frío que hiela y agrieta


soy extraña por tu culpa
porque me quieres por temporadas

two joys for the price of one

truth is...

ya decidí hacerme un regalito diario... hoy me compré una nieve magnum de las de frambuesa cubiertas de chocolate... llevaba como una semana con el antojo pero lo traía en la oficina, y de camino a mi casa se me olvidaba... ijo que rica es esa paleta...

y la alegria gratis, tengo que decir, gracias mr. period por hacer que mis boobs se vean enormes...

do you really think?

Do you really think
that love is gonna save the world...
well I don´t think so
but I sure hope so...





esa es la canción de The Cardigans que me viene a la mente con todo este merequetengue del catorce de febrero...
no puedo creer como este día puede haacer caos en una ciudad, el tráfico se vuelve más pesado, los restaurantes toooodos se llenan, las cosas cuestan más caro...
qué pérdida de orgullo... caer en esa cursilería

although, el día en que tenga alguien que me lleve flores, a cenar, regalos bonitos, y todo eso sea no por ser el catorce, sino porque en verdad lo siente, no voy a quejarme de esta cursilería... así que mejor ya no digo nada

...

I regret the moment my hair stylist got rid of my freezy hair

I used to keep track of my period days on my cellphone calendar

I am glad you found a new whore

I should listen to my mother when she says "you must never buy uncomfortable shoes"