miércoles, 24 de septiembre de 2008

truth is...

It's one of the great tragedies of life — something always changes.

(it's a fact. if you're not inspired, you shouldn't force it).

lunes, 22 de septiembre de 2008

you did this against this is sick.

you can do this. can i? its amazing how things change in a couple of months, years(¿?) maybe?
things aren't the same anymore. absolute failure.

to hell with everything
fuck i can't let this kill me, let go

you did good once a while. now.. you seem different. i wanna look like that too. new place, new life. that's what i need. & it feels so bad knowing i have to stay.
but just for a couple of years right?. i need so hope. i need to know im gonna move out of here.
i wanna love, i wanna leave.

jueves, 18 de septiembre de 2008

are you sure?

debería dejar de hacerle caso a mi instinto, esa cosita que me dice 'no hagas esto porque... el resultado no va a ser bueno..., la vas a pasar mal, o lo que sea, X excusa'. porque al final pienso que tal vez me pude haber divertido, después te queda el arrepentimiento por no haber ido. pensas en toooooda la gente que podes haber visto (gente que muchas veces no tenes ganas de ver, y otra no te importa mucho & hasta desaparecen del mapa). momentos en que decís 'tendría que haber ido con las chicas', y otros en que decis 'se van con sus bestas, aka*: no estas ahí, aka*: te invitan a último momento, aka*: te quieren ahí?' AKA*: siento que no encajo. & no me digan que no cambió nada, porque el grupo cambió, no me siento bien ahí, se acuerdan de mi cuando ya no hay nadie más, no quiero estar ahí. y quiero.
estoy rara y no estoy mal. tengo ganas de quedarme y hacer lo de siempre, porque estoy bien (hasta que no lo estoy), me gusta hacer lo de siempre, hasta que me pongo a pensar...
tengo ganas de ver gente acá, aunque no tengo ganas de juntarme, y si lo pensas así.. es mejor ir allá y estar con gente que no tenes que conocer, que ni siquiera tenés que escuchar. btw, no quiero quedarme sola a ver tele eh, pero gracias.
where do I fit in?

1. aka=also known as
2. siempre leer la letra chiquita.
3. breaking the routine vs. runnin' wild (ya todos sabemos de que lado estoy, pero como me gustaría no ser yo por un día!).

sábado, 13 de septiembre de 2008


The sky was gold, it was rose
And I wish it could get back there
Some place back there
Smiling in the pictures you would take
It won't stop, I won't come down
And then I bumped up, I took the hit that I was given
Then I bumped again, and then I bumped again
And said: How do I get back there?

I want something else to get me through this
Semi-charmed kind of lif
I want something else, I'm not listening when you say

I believe in the sand beneath my toes.
The beach gives a feeling, an earthy feeling
I believe in the faith that grows.
And the four right chords can make me cry,
When I'm with you I feel like I could die.
And that would be all right, all right

When the plane came in she said she was crashing
We tripped on the urge to feel alive, but now I'm struggling to survive
And you hold me, and we are broken
Still it's all that I want to do... Just a little now

Feel myself with a head made of the ground
I'm scared, I'm not coming down,
& I won't run for my life
She's got her jaws now locked down in a smile
But nothing is all right, all right


increíble como con el tiempo tenés que aprender a ceder, y cambiar horarios para ver a alguien


quedarte sin nada.

(y no queremos eso, no no. nadie lo quiere)

sábado, 6 de septiembre de 2008


Charlie: It's like...
Reese: Living in the future?
Charlie: Actually, I thought about that, and it turns out there really is no future or past either.

(are you sure?)

Reese: Wow, that sounds like a lot of crap.
Charlie: A lot of life is a lot of crap.

y parece que abandoné (¿o me mudé?) por completo este lugar.

martes, 2 de septiembre de 2008

criminal mind

Penelope García. oh boy, I even love her name. Cause she's the man when it comes to analysis & investigation. She's amazing! I love the way she works for the FBI, & how she tries to help (even if she screwed it up the last time). The way she coded the system & how she tricked Lynch to caught him up in a hole LMAO.
Cause she's the kind of girl (or woman, if you want) I wanna be someday. So determinated, & she's so cool. García even died her hair pink ♥. Penelope learn by herself how to code when she was 18, after her parents died:
After my parents died, I kind of went off the rails for a while. I dropped out of CalTech. I lived underground, basically. But I kept teaching myself code.
I might know how it felt when that guy asked her out at the coffee shop. & how did she feel after it:
I let my guard down.
I want to do something that TRULLY matters. something important. big. huge if it's possible.
I like to think of myself... As a tireless crusader for world karma.
(i know it might not be the same, but sounds pretty cool though).

everything happens for a reason.

I might even take that as a personal quote. It's certainly true. (man! she's so smart).

& I LOVE the fact that thanks to that damn narcissist angel of death, she met David Lynch, and they start trying to backhack each other & doing geek staff at the FBI system, but ended up helping each other & solving the situation at the BAU office without any victims. I hope to see more about this almost romance in the future.



Mi foto
Buenos Aires, Argentina
Figured on, not figuring myself out.