Chau febrero.

:)

Chau febrero.

:)

The clouds rip through the sky like d y n a m i t e
to my surprise it was a beautiful sight

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Preciosas.

i feel like the color blue.

Leaving
Are you leaving
When I need you here the most?
Oh, I need you more than ever
All I have is your holy ghost, oh

I, I can't keep on without you...

I, I will keep on without you

El seme siempre va delante del uke.

Y físicamente... sobre él.

SemexUke.

h h hush

This is the calming before the storm
This absolution is always incomplete
It's always bittersweet

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i live in a world full of strangers.

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stay close

stay warm

stay here, oh please.

Aishiteru

"How many scars are there?"

"There's 35. There should be 40 but they had me committed to a mental health facility for suicidal tendencies.

There is one for each day you were in the hospital."

gb

I couldn't even say goodbye
Don't let me be alone
Even if there is no eternity
I'll believe in the red thread

Mr. Deja vu; you aren't here
Since the day I couldn't decide
When I realised you were gone
The clock stood still, speak to me

daddddddy

Though you were stronger than all others, I knew your weakness

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I watched over you on those nights where your scars seemed overpowering

dirrrrrrrrrrrtypair

"Dude… You are such a people nerd!"

Oshitari shouldered his bag and turned to leave.

"Whatever. I'm going to class."

"SEEYA AT LUNCH!"

Gakuto bellowed.

"And Yuushi-"

Oshitari stopped.

"What?..."

"I looove you!"

Oshitari's ears went pink.

"YUUSHI!"

"What?!"

"You're supposed to say 'I love you too!'"

"Fine, I love you too…"

"Yay!"

ché, primaria.

Is there anything I missed?

Is there anything I missed?

Tell me if I’m wrong,

but why would we change a thing?

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We were part of something ours,

(and ours alone)

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Anywhere was home.

And now my head is throbbing

Every song is out of tune

Just like you;

And now my head is throbbing

Every song is out of tune

Just like you;

cami

You're beautiful

every little piece, love, don't you know ?

you're really gonna be someone :) , ask anyone

when you find everything you looked for

I hope your life leads you back to my door

oh but if it don't,

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stay beautiful

al

I’m freaking out

So where am I now?

Upside down

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And I can’t stop it now;

i still miss you;

He would sleep as long as he could, after dinner to as late into the next day as he could. His dreams would be filled with so many wonderful things, his head clear of any horrid events. But, mostly, in his dreams, his grandfather was still alive. In his dreams, he rarely saw the relative, but he knew, in that dream-fazed mind, that his grandfather was good and breathing. And that helped him. That saved him.
He knew he was probably excessively sleeping, but he didn't care. Whenever he had a rough day and wished so bad his grandfather was there, but then realized he would never see the man again, he slept. He could never cry, he hated crying, it always gave him a headache and made him feel weak. But, with sleep, he could get happiness and joy.
He had realized he was probably scaring his family with how much he locked himself in his room; however, he couldn't help it. To him, it was like losing his best friend. He didn't know how to cope. And it didn't help that the one person who offered to help console him knew nothing of this kind of pain.
Soon enough, he didn't see life as anything important, he didn't see day as something he should be happy with. Instead, he was more unhappy awake, but when he slept, he could always smile. He treated sleep like his sanctuary, always helping him like it was something that could cure a man of the most disasterous disease. It may not have been important to anyone else, but it was his main priority.
Eventually, he found himself sleeping through breaks at school, his friends not being able to make him happy or smile. He liked this different realm he went in, it made him seem stronger and it made him feel a hundred times better.

adiós,

Adiós,

se dijeron adiós;

el tiempo es exacto

pero su a m o r no.

keep-ing on without you.

Él odia el silencio, siempre lo ha hecho, siempre lo hará.

Es por la sensación de poder escuchar todo, pero no oír nada.

La desesperación de sentir el vació al oído.

it's not everything.

Hoy escribí algo relaciona al Silencio, el ruido y la falta de este, bleh. Pero no es algo que puedo poner por estos lados (?). Mejor lo mando al LJ, igual, seguis siendo mi favorito blog.

(aunque verdepepino siempre será el más mejor)

atadita-

give me an ending
then we'll stop pretending
if we stop pretending
we know where we're heading
cause i said stop but i'm still spinning
they've said i've lost but i'm still winning
burn quick and stand still

oooootori :3

Hola, aunque solo seas un dibujito animado (??) ayer fué tu
cumpleaños, me
caes bien. ñañañaña

Felizcumpleaños atrasado <3

itai!

Hola;

tengo el brazo todo cortado y me duele

lareconchadetumadre

amén,

adiós.

;

She was lost in so many different ways

She was lost in so many different ways

J.

early in the morning, with the pale, blue-gray light streaming softly through the window, he was art incarnate - like a painting, or perhaps a Greek sculpture.

Only, he was better than art, because he was a living,

breathing person,

warm and comfortable.

He was real.

Buachi Bua :3

Vous appartenez au monde que j'aime.

tutututu

Until now, he told me her name

It sounded familiar in a way

I could have sworn i'd heard him say it ten thousand times

If only i had been listening

lines

Time to tell me the truth

Time to tell me the truth

To burden your mouth for what you say

To burden your mouth for what you say

cm m m m

Hotch: My team? Let me tell you about my team: Agent Morgan fought to protect his identity from the very people who could save him. Why? Because trust has to be earned, and there are very few people he truly trusts. Reid's intellect is a shield which protects him from his emotions, and at the moment his shield is under repair. Prentiss over-compensates because she doesn't yet feel she's a part of the team; she needn't worry. Everyday Agent Jareau fields dozens of requests for our team, and every night she goes home hoping she has made the right choices. Garcia fills her office with figurines and color, to remind herself to smile as the horror fills her screens... And Agent Gideon in many ways is damned by his profound knowledge of others, which is why he shares so little of himself, yet he pours his heart into every case we handle. I stand by my actions, and I stand by my team, and if you think that you can find a better person for the job, then good luck.

beliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiita.-

Hello, i love you.

Would you tell me your name?

Hello, i need you.

silence.

I will forgive if you forget

All the things we said

Let's accept it

I need you more than you'll ever know

I still do, willing to let it show

I need a minute just to get to you

I feel like I might be getting through

Come over and say nothing

Silence is everything.

hermanillo.

I miss you more than I did a minute ago

I’d climb a mountain just to hear your echo you (you)

All I wanted was you

Tell me please do you think of me now and then

‘Cause if I never see you again

I’d still miss you.

tipitipinotanTIPI.

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In. Inhale. Rise.

Out. Exhale. Fall.

4.

Tengo sueño, pero no puedo dormir, plus, no quiero dormirme a esta hora. Tengo hambre y no hay comida. Mi perro le está ladrando al sillón lo cuál me rompe muchisimo las bolas. Ya no sé que mierda de música escuchar, y eso que tengo para elegir. Tengo frío pero si apago el ventilador me da calor. No me está hablando nadie por msn y eso me molesta. Hay una gila que se conecta y desconecta todo el tiempo pidiendo san valentin, le voy a regalar un consolador con una tarjeta que diga 'yo soy tu san valentin' la concha de suya. La ciudad lechuzoide me está deprimiendo. No veo una mierda. Ay, esta canción es linda. Mi vecina le habla a mi mamá por la puerta, pero parece que le estuviera contando algo a todo el barrio, o más allá, dios, alguien haga que cierre su no bonita boquita. En fin; Chau.

if you ain't here i just can't breathe.

lions.

Run, run, what are you running from?

Let all your small steps expose your secrets.

You don't have to speak for me to believe it.

But what do you mean?

Yeah

Ha

ha

mydear,mylife.

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llevo tu sonrisa como Bandera

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y que sea

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lo que

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Sea