Gender: Female
Status: Single
Age: 23
Sign: Cancer
Country: MX
Signup Date: 6/23/2006
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Saturday, January 03, 2009
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Soy un egoísta, soy un infeliz y no me importa nadie más que yó; soy maravilloso, soy encantador, y no sé por qué yo nunca he sido el centro de atracción; soy un presumido, soy un ganador, soy lo que le falta al mundo para ser mejor.
¡No comparto, no convido! ¡No presto, no invito! ¿Qué no entiendes lo que digo?
No tengo amigos, no tengo amigos, y nadie quiere estar conmigo.
Pregunta lo que quieras, yo te responderé,yo nunca me equivoco porque todo yo lo sé; y yo soy superior, y yo lo tengo todo,y con todo lo que tengo a mi lado estarás.
¡No comparto, no convido! ¡No presto, no invito! ¿Qué no entiendes lo que digo?
No tengo amigos, no tengo amigos, y nadie quiere estar conmigo Genitallica
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Sunday, August 24, 2008
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When I was young I never needed anyone And makin love was just for fun Those days are gone
Livin alone I think of all the friends Ive known But when I dial the telephone Nobodys home
All by myself Dont wanna be All by myself anymore All by myself Dont wanna live All by myself anymore
Hard to be sure Some times I feel so insecure And love so distant and obscure Remains the cure
All by myself Dont wanna be All by myself anymore All by myself Dont wanna live All by myself anymore
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Saturday, August 23, 2008
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Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt, Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt, You say "what did you do with him today?", And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray, 'Cause you're my fella, my guy, Hand me your stella and fly, By the time I'm out the door, You tear men down like Roger Moore,
I cheated myself, Like I knew I would, I told you I was trouble, You know that I'm no good,
Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy, He's in a place, but I can't get joy, Thinking on you in the final throes, This is when my buzzer goes, Run out to meet you, chips and pitta, You say "when we married", 'cause you're not bitter, "There'll be none of him no more," I cried for you on the kitchen floor,
I cheated myself, Like I knew I would, I told you I was trouble, You know that I'm no good,
Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain, We're like how we were again, I'm in the tub, you on the seat, Lick your lips as I soak my feet, Then you notice likkle carpet burn, My stomach drops and my guts churn, You shrug and it's the worst, Who truly stuck the knife in first
I cheated myself, Like I knew I would I told you I was trouble, You know that I'm no good
amy winehouse
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Saturday, August 09, 2008
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Time is never time at all You can never ever leave without leaving a piece of youth And our lives are forever changed We will never be the same The more you change the less you feel Believe, believe in me, believe That life can change, that you're not stuck in vain We're not the same, we're different tonight Tonight, so bright Tonight And you know you're never sure But your sure you could be right If you held yourself up to the light And the embers never fade in your city by the lake The place where you were born Believe, believe in me, believe In the resolute urgency of now And if you believe there's not a chance tonight Tonight, so bright Tonight We'll crucify the insincere tonight We'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight We'll find a way to offer up the night tonight The indescribable moments of your life tonight The impossible is possible tonight Believe in me as I believe in you, tonight
smashing pumpkins
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Thursday, July 31, 2008
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Recordaré por siempre aun si no querrás Me casaré contigo no te lo esperas mas Te he buscado y te he encontrado, todo en un solo rato Y por el ansia de perderte te tomaré una foto
Recordaré por siempre y sé que no querrás Te llamaré porque tu no contestaras Ahora me hace reír pensarte como un juego Te perdí y entonces ya te tomo otra foto
Por qué escaparías pequeña ahora desde mi mano Y un día se transformará veloz en un año
Y te olvidaras de mi Cuando llueve, perfiles y casas recuerdan a ti Y será hermosísimo Por ti tienen un solo sabor alegría y dolor Quisiera Solo que ahora pueda pronto irse esta noche Y lo que siempre me dijiste nunca mas regrese Y quiero amor y todo lo que siempre sabes darme Y quiero indiferencia si solo querrás herirme
Reconocí tu mirada en la de un pasante Aun si estuvieras aquí te sentiría distante Y para ser mas honesto me siento muy pequeño Mi pesadilla mas grande mi enorme sueño Somos hijos de mundos distintos de misma memoria Que ingenua dibuja y borra la misma historia
Y te olvidarás de mi Cuando llueve, perfiles y casas recuerdan a ti Y será hermosísimo Por ti tienen un solo sabor alegría y dolor Quisiera Solo que ahora pueda pronto irse esta noche Y lo que siempre me dijiste nunca mas regrese Y quiero amor y todo lo que siempre sabes darme Y quiero indiferencia si solo querrás herirme
No bastará el recuerdo Ahora quiero tu regreso
Y será hermosísimo Por ti tienen un solo sabor alegría y dolor alegría y dolor yo Quisiera Solo que ahora pueda pronto irse esta noche Y lo que siempre me dijiste nunca mas regrese Y quiero amor y todo lo que siempre sabes darme Y quiero indiferencia si solo querrás herirme
Y quiero indiferencia si solo quieres herirme
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Monday, June 16, 2008
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Diablo de viejas estas, tan interesadotas! ¡Pero eso sí!
Si yo te bajara el sol, quemadota que te dabas, si te bajara la luna, ¿cómo diablos la cargabas?, si te bajara una estrella, vida mía, te dislumbrabas... Mejor no, no te bajo el sol ni la luna ni la estrella, pa' que no te pase nada. Mejor no te bajo el sol ni la luna ni la estrella, no seas tan interesada.
Si a tí te ofreciera el mar, yo te apuesto que te ahogabas, si te ofreciera un millón, la manota que estirabas, si te llevo a Nueva York, de seguro ahí me dejabas... Mejor no, no te ofrezco el mar, ni el millón, ni Nueva York pa' que no te pase nada. Mejor no, no te ofrezco el mar, ni te llevo a Nueva York no seas tan interesada.
- ¡Tan chulas que son, deveras! ¡Lástima que todas coman!
Si yo te diera mi amor, la armadota que te dabas, si te hablara con pasión que soba me acomodabas si te hiciera una canción, con el otro la cantabas... Mejor no, no te doy mi amor, ni te ofrezco mi canción pa' que no me pase nada. Mejor no, no te doy mi amor, y le sigo al vacilón tu eres muy interesada.
¡Habas, habas, habas! ¡Ya vas!
chava flores
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Wednesday, May 28, 2008
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Current mood:  worried
Yo / fulano de mí / llevo conmigo tu rostro en cada suerte de mi historia tu cuerpo de mengana es una gloria y por eso al soñar sueño contigo
luego / si el sueño acaba te persigo sonándote despierto / es una noria que rodea tu eco en mi memoria y te cuenta esos sueños que te digo
así / sin intenciones misteriosas sé que voy a elegir de buena gana de mi viejo jardín sólo tus rosas
de las altas ventanas tu ventana de los signos del mar tu mar de cosas y de todo el amor / tu amor / mengana.
mario benedetti
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Sunday, December 16, 2007
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Current mood:  betrayed
All I'll can ever be to you Is a darkness that we knw, And this regret I got accustomed to. Once it was so right When we were at our high, Waiting for you in the hotel at night. I knew I hadn't met my match, But every moment we could snatch, I don't know why I got so attached. It's my responsibility, And you don't owe nothing to me, But to walk away I have no capacity.
He walks away, The sun goes down, He takes the day but I'm grown And in your way, In this blue shade My tears dry on their own.
I don't understand, Why do I stress a man, When there's so many bigger things at hand. We could've never had it all, We had to hit a wall, So this is an inevitable withdrawal. Even if I stop wanting you And perspective pushes true, I'll be some next man's other woman soon. I couldn't play myself again, I should just be my own best friend, Not f**k myself in the head with stupid men.
He walks away, The sun goes down, He takes the day but I'm grown And in your way, In this blue shade My tears dry on their own.
amy winehouse
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Thursday, September 20, 2007
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¡Noche de sábado! Callada está la tierra y negro el cielo; late en mi pecho una balada de doloroso ritornelo
El corazón desangra herido bajo el cilicio de las penas y corre el plomo derretido de la neurosis en mis venas
¡Amada ven!…¡Dale a mi frente el edredón de tu regazo y a mi locura dulcemente, lleva a la cárcel de tu abrazo!
¡Noche de sábado! En tu alcoba hay perfume de incensario, el oro brilla y la caoba tiene penumbras de sagrario.
Y allá en el lecho do reposa tu cuerpo blanco, reverbera como custodia esplendorosa tu desatada cabellera.
Toma el aspecto triste y frío de la enlutada religiosa y con el traje más sombrío viste tu carne voluptuosa.
Con el murmullo de los rezos quiero la voz de tu ternura, y con el óleo de mis besos ungir de diosa tu hermosura.
Quiero cambiar el grito ardiente de mis estrofas de otros días, por la salmodia reverente de las unciosas letanías;
quiero en las gradas de tu lecho doblar temblando la rodilla y hacer del ara de tu lecho y de tu alcoba la capilla…
Y celebrar ferviente y mudo, sobre tu cuerpo seductor, lleno de esencias y desnudo ¡la Misa Negra de mi amor!
jose juan tablada
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Tuesday, August 14, 2007
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Current mood:  bored
A hundred days have made me older Since the last time that I saw your pretty face A thousand lies have made me colder And I don't think I can look at this the same But all the miles that separate Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face
I'm here without you baby But you're still on my lonely mind I think about you baby And I dream about you all the time I'm here without you baby But you're still with me in my dreams And tonight it's only you and me
The miles just keep rollin' As the people leave their way to say hello I've heard this life is overrated But I hope that it gets better as we go
I'm here without you baby But you're still on my lonely mind I think about you baby And I dream about you all the time I'm here without you baby But you're still with me in my dreams And tonight ... its only you and me
Everything I know, and anywhere I go It gets hard but it wont take away my love And when the last one falls When it's all said and done It gets hard but it wont take away my love
I'm here without you baby But you're still on my lonely mind I think about you baby And I dream about you all the time I'm here without you baby But you're still with me in my dreams And tonight ... its only you and me
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