Juan Ramon and I played a game today where each of us was to write a poem based on any subject thrown out there. I thought intoxication would be a topic that could manifest some very creative writing.

I decided to write two since English is my forte, but Spanish is his primary and sole tongue.  The rhythmis pattern is a bit elementary. I tend to ( Read more... )

I am very excited to say good-bye to 2007, although it held its wonderful moments and learning experiences, it was still a bit of a rough year, well at least defiitely the latter half. 2008, I am anxious to say, holds some very exciting things. For one, I don't think anyone else should be getting in any more car accidents (knock on wood). We should ( Read more... )

Te cruzastes conmigo, aquel dia
y de ese instante, sueño y muero
que en tus labios, quedo mi poesia
que en tus ojos, la luz que no encuentro

Lejos estas y cerca siempre
pues ya nunca me abandonas
que en mi alma hiciste hogar
y tan solo recordarte, me emociona

Algo en mi ser se desgarra
si no me ofreces tu acento
vivo buscando tus huellas
duermo, pensando en ( Read more... )

she's so "pretentious" it annoys me.

It feels like last year again. That is a joy.

I knew the trust would scar. He turns me into the most jealous woman in the world. He probably does it to push me away. It works.

Where the heck are all my friends? I see people now between proofs of alcohol and that's considering how little I have drank in the past 4 ( Read more... )

I just remembered when we went behind the forest, where the aliens came and attacked us one night, by the lake, and I laid on top of you and we made out in the grass. Then you rolled over me and it was like one of those magical nights you see in the Meg Ryan movies, under the moon. I didn't know you very well then and I remember thinking "I hope he ( Read more... )

Hey Natalie,
Thank you for the amazing Compact disc! I had no idea you had compressed ALBUMS on there, and wonderful ones at that!

I walk the streets with knives sticking out of my back, but worst case is never befriending love.
everyone recovers whether it occurs when you're walking under a bridge or over large cubed rocks.
sitting days under the ( Read more... )

Narrow empty hallway, with the window pointed towards the bank
that bank once was a chicken pen and you should stand on the rooftop to peak over the tall wall
love was incomprhensible
but even moreso now.
babies understand it well
it was clear cut. 
how absolute adults are

Not nearly understood by anyone I know and I don't really need it 
because the ( Read more... )

In a few hours, when i wake up, it'll be one of those mornings that i'll wonder what was so worth staying up this late for. I want to write again, take pictures again. Though at one point, I was desiring growth and assuming that through time it developed, i am awkwardly surprised to believe it can degress ( Read more... )

As my hands settle on the dashboard ( Read more... )

It's been one overwhelming week. 
I feel like for the first time I have experienced a little bit of what people call "the real world"
Most of which stems from school, but almost every kind of bad news knocked on my door last week. Time for some good news to come knocking. I'll have buscuits...please?

Everything has its bright side. 
If the credits dont ( Read more... )