today was a pretty decent day. classes were easy; took a ten question pop-quiz in statistics and aced it. thinkin' i'm gonna like stat better than calculus. fingers crossed.

haven't had a cigarette since the ball dropped. that's two full weeks. i think the myth is that "twenty-one days and you lose all the cravings of any addiction". or so the old ( Read more... )

 woot.

if it's unnecessary to know the cause,
then it's unnecessary to lament one's misfortune.

with the key in your hands,
it's up to both of you;
whether to open the door that's in front of you
or to keep it closed.

if it is opened,
it is also up to you
to set foot into it.

we are always talking about our hearts.
it's as if we have them in our hands.

what is a heart?
if i rip apart your chest
will i see it?

if i crack open your skull
will i find it there?

one who paints the beauty of love
is one who pretends to know her form.
one who paints the ugliness in love
is one who once arrogantly knew her.

we should not shed tears
for that will serve as a defeat of our bodies to our hearts.

it is then nothing more than proof
that our hearts are things
beyond our ability to control.

when the                     s
penalties of                  a
your own                     c
mistakes                      r
finally become               i  
your                            f
responibilities,               i
how is the repair          c
considered your sacrifice?

when your black heart
finally eats you away,
i will stand at your coffin
and pretend the tears are
simply caught in my throat.

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brazo derecho del gigante,
brazo izquierdo del diablo.