It's all fun until someone loses an eye.

how can life be seem simple but so hard to live up to?

we,
turn one page to the next
move from one love to another
exchange old lies to new lies

yes,
i believed but i've also deceived.
when innocence is lost
all trails down to the sole constant story:
the parting.

Cuando muera no quiero tristeza, ni una lagrima se deslice si no es de alegría
al recordar momentos pasados, cuando muera lo haré en paz, con todos mis
asuntos resueltos, mezclando rabia por abandonar este mundo y tranquilidad al
poder descansar.

Cuando muera no quiero ser incinerado, quiero que me entierren, quiero tener un
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If only I had said what I still hide

Alright, I can barely type this down (I'm using only my left hand), my right hand is aching like hell right after I took a shower and now it's just the numb, cramped  feeling ( Read more... )

hello lj,

I'm back. Sporting weird songs, petty angst, losing-yourself fun and then some kind of divorce.

Missed you.

mai

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Every little thing you do says something about yourself.

Even the way you liked to open your bottle of Yakult when you were little. Or maybe even until now.
Hahha.

I wake up with blood-shot eyes
Struggled to memorize
The way it felt between your thighs
Pleasure that made you cry

Feels so good to be bad
Not worth the aftermath
After that, after that
Try to get you back

I still don't have the reason
And you don't have the time
And it really makes me wonder
If I ever gave a fuck about you

Give me something to believe in
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Interview. At the Argentinean Embassy. Tomorrow afternoon. Hmm.. I wonder what's gonna happen.