Good old fashionable lover boy.

Uf, hace mucho que no escribo acá no? Esque ultimamente no estuvo pasando nada muy emocionante en mi vida realmente.
Excepto tal vez que ya terminan las clases. Ayer hice la tarea de Historia para el martes y tengo que hacer algunas otras cosas para la semana creo yo.
Este calor es totalmente insoportable. Espero que mañana llueva y el martes también! :D Así no tengo que ir al colegio. Aunque ya termino, es insoportable ir al colegio con el calor que te carcome las neuronas y no te deja pensar. Jajajajajaaja. Ni que pensara taaanto yo, já!.
Bueno, no se que más poner acá hoy, así que me voy a escuchar musica y a ver cosillas en facebook.
Nadie me habla en el msn, me siento odiada por el mundo.

Chau gente!
Besos,
Female Diegus.

Back to the light - Brian May

Dioooos que buen album, la concha de su madree alsfckjafohafoahf.

Estoy escuchando mucho Brian May ultimamente y me di cuenta que es un musico de la puta madre dios santo. Como puede hacer una cancion como Ressurection? EH? COMO? DIGANMEN(?. Para el que este diciendo "de quien carajo esta hablando", el fue el guitarrista de Queen (losiguesiendoperoelnuevo"queen"sucks).

Osea, como mierda hace para hacer canciones que se te pegan al toque? Back to the light es genial.

Cuando dice:
Deep, deep in the night
When the world fills with tears
And the wind blows,colder and colder it grows
And the fire dims with the same old fears
I'll be there
Though maybe you don't hear me babe
I still care
No matter when I'll still be there
When you make it to the other side

QQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQ odajaosdhad, me explotan los oidos.

Ressurection!!!!!! RESSURECTION ES COMO CAGAR LUZ Y SHRED AL MISMO TIEMPO DIOS SANTO!!!!!!
Driven by you! LOVE TOKEN! Dios que tipo groso. Nothin but blue!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Y podria seguir pero tengo que estudiar.

Otro dia talvez que diga mas boludeces.

chau

...

I might be strange...

                                    

I might be against the rules...

But I'm really proud to be ....

A F U C K I N G little M O N S T E R!.

Too much love will kill you.

I'm just the pieces of the man I used to be 
Too many bitter tears are raining down on me 
I'm far away from home 
And I've been facing this alone 
For much too long 
Oh, I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me 
About growing up and what a struggle it would be 
In my tangled state of mind 
I've been looking back to find 
Where I went wrong 

Too much love will kill you 
If you can't make up your mind 
Torn between the lover 
And the love you leave behind 
You're headed for disaster 
'Cos you never read the signs 
Too much love will kill you - every time 

I'm just the shadow of the man I used to be 
And it seems like there's no way out of this for me 
I used to bring you sunshine 
Now all I ever do is bring you down 
Ooh, how would it be if you were standing in my shoes 
Can't you see that it's impossible to choose 
No there's no making sense of it 
Every way I go I'm bound to lose 
Oh yes, 

Too much love will kill you 
Just as sure as none at all 
It'll drain the power that's in you 
Make you plead and scream and crawl 
And the pain will make you crazy 
You're the victim of your crime 
Too much love will kill you - every time 

Yes, too much love will kill you 
It'll make your life a lie 
Yes, too much love will kill you 
And you won't understand why 
You'd give your life, you'd sell your soul 
But here it comes again 
Too much love will kill you 
In the end 
In the end 

Don't try so hard.

If you're searching out for something
Don't try so hard
If you're feeling kinda nothing
Don't try so hard
 

When your problems seem like mountains
You feel the need to find some answers
You can leave them for another day
Don't try so hard
 

But if you fall and take a tumble
It won't be far
If you fail you mustn't grumble
Thank your lucky stars
 

Just savour every mouthful
And treasure every moment
When the storms are ranging round you
Stay right where you are
 

Don't try so hard
Oooh don't take it all to heart
It's only fools they make these rules
Don't try so hard
 

One day you'll be a sergeant major
Oh you'll be so proud
Screaming out your bloody orders
Hey but not too loud
 

Polish all your shiny buttons
Dressed as lamb instead of mutton
But you never had to try
To stand out from the crowd
 

Oh what a beautiful world
Is this the life for me
Oh what a beautiful world
Is this the life for me
 

Oh don't try so hard
Oh don't take it all to heart
It's only fools, they make these rules
Don't try so hard
Don't try so hard

Harta.

Dicen que el tiempo cura todo, bueno… no es cierto. El tiempo lo único que hace es tratar de curar la angustia y la tristeza que puedas estar sintiendo. El tiempo prolonga el sufrimiento y hace que los recuerdos vayan siendo mayores. Dicen que en algún momento toda la tristeza y la soledad que tenes adentro tuyo se supera y se puede seguir adelante. Eso es pura mentira. Hay cosas en la vida que jamás se superan pero nadie sabe porque. Según yo, es porque NO queremos superar esas cosas que nos hicieron tan mal. Esos recuerdos que nos hicieron sentir como un trapo sucio tirado en el piso que no sirve para nada y por eso hay que tirarlo. Esos recuerdos que tal vez sean de los más felices, a la vez nos hacen sentir peor, porque sabemos que no volverán, porque ya murieron junto con la persona que más queremos. Hay cosas que no se recuperan jamás, por que no se pueden recuperar? Se que no se puede revivir a los muertos ni nada de eso, pero… por que no? Que necesidad tienen de quitarnos a esas personas que tanto nos alegraron los días con esas sonrisas, con esos abrazos y besos?  

Hay días que tengo ganas de tirar todo por la ventana y ser YO. Yo no soy una persona deprimente, yo soy una chica divertida. Pero tengo mis momentos en que me gusta callar, pensar, observar. Pero ciertos días tengo ganas de ahogarme en la bañadera y quedarme ahí para ver si puedo llegar al lugar donde esta él. Lo intente una sola vez, pero no funciono porque se me acabo el aire e inconscientemente salí del agua para buscarlo.

Si, lo admito, he intentado suicidarme unas dos veces, pero no vale la pena. Para que? Para que la gente me mire y tenga lastima de mi? No, es por algo mayor que eso pero no puedo explicarlo.

Hay días que tengo la necesidad de pensar en cosas horribles. No son cosas que una chica de catorce años tendría que pensar. Yo tendría que estar feliz de la vida y que se yo que otras porquerías mas.

Hay días que me despierto y pienso instantáneamente en él y mi cara no es la misma y mis lagrimas quieren escapar, pero las oculto. No quiero que la gente sienta lastima de mi. No quiero parecer una debilucha en frente de todos, pero, que carajo estoy diciendo? Es obvio que voy a querer llorar si la persona, o una de las personas, más importantes en mi vida no esta!  Me encantaría que un día alguien venga sin que yo tenga que llamarlo para hablar. Tal vez nadie me lo pregunta, al menos en el colegio, porque seguro que ya los HARTÉ con mis problemas, pero, que mierda quieren que haga? Que haga como que no pasa nada y viva la pepa? NO PUEDO. Me encantaría que alguien se sentara al lado mio y me preguntara si quiero hablar y que me escuche y me ayude, pero puede ser que haya una sola persona en todo un curso de 34 personas que me escuche y sepa que me pasa al instante que me ve? Es absurdo que solo una sola persona, y a veces dos, me vea y diga “a ella le pasa algo, le voy a preguntar”. No entiendo, yo escucho y todo y a mi? Nadie nota que yo también tengo mis problemas. Yo también necesito que alguien me escuche y me abrase a veces eh, tengo sentimientos.

A veces, hasta dejo mis problemas en el tacho de basura para poder escucharlos a todos. Me encantaría que alguna vez en sus míseras vidas, alguien se pusiera en mi puto lugar y sintiera lo que yo siento a veces. Las lágrimas me brotan solas de los ojos y no las voy a parar, quiero llorar mares y si es necesario, gritar y que alguien me escuche, por favor, que alguien me escuche.

Quiero irme de acá, me quiero ir bien a la mierda para estar con el, pero no puedo. Saben por qué? PORQUE SE MURIO, PORQUE YA NO ESTA CONMIGO. SE FUE Y NO VA A REGRESAR NUNCA. N U N C A.

Maybe it's time for miracles.

It's late at night and I can't sleep
Missing you just runs too deep
Oh I can't breathe thinking of your smile

Every kiss I can't forget
This aching heart ain't broken yet
Oh God I wish I could make you see
Cuz I know this flame isn't dying
So nothing can stop me from trying

Baby you know that
Maybe it's time for miracles
Cuz I ain't giving up on love
You know that
Maybe it's time for miracles
Cuz I ain't giving up on love
No I ain't giving up on us

I just want to be with you
Cuz living is so hard to do
When all I know is trapped inside your eyes

The future I cannot forget
This aching heart ain't broken yet
Oh God I wish I could make you see
Cuz I know this flame isn't dying
So nothing can stop me from trying

Baby you know that
Maybe it's time for miracles
Cuz I ain't giving up on love
You know thatMaybe it's time for miracles
Cause I ain't giving up on love
No I ain't giving up on us

Baby can you feel it (feel it)
You know I can hear it (hear it)
So can you feel it, feel it

You know it's time

Baby you know that
Maybe it's time for miracles
Cause I ain't giving up on love
You know that
Maybe it's time for miracles
Cause I ain't giving up on love

You know
Maybe it's time for miracles
Cause I ain't giving up on love

You know I ain't giving up on us
You know I ain't giving up on
Oh I ain't giving up on us

One of us.

If God had a name, what would it be?
And would you call it to his face?

If you were faced with him in all his glory
What would you ask if you had just one question

And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home

If God had a face what would it look like
And would you want to see
If seeing meant that you would have to believe
In things like heaven and in jesus and the saints and all the prophets

And yeah yeah god is great yeah yeah god is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
He's trying to make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome

And yeah yeah God is great yeah yeah God is good
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

What if god was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home
Just trying to make his way home
Like a holy rolling stone
Back up to heaven all alone
Just trying to make his way home
Nobody calling on the phone
Except for the pope maybe in rome

Speechless.

I can’t belive what you said to me last night when we were alone. 

You threw your hands up, baby you gave up, you gave up.

I can’t believe how you looked at me 

with your James Dean glossy eyes.
In your tight jeans with your long hair 

and your cigarette stained lies.

Could we fix you if you broke? 

And is your punch line just a joke?

I’ll never talk again, oh boy you’ve left me speechless.
You’ve left me speechless, so speechless.

I can’t believe how you slurred at me with your half wired broken jaw.
You popped my heart seams on my bubble dreams, bubble dreams.

I can’t believe how you looked at me with your Johnnie Walker eyes.
He’s gonna get you and after he’s through, there’s gonna be no love left to rye.

And I know that it’s complicated but I’m a loser in love,
So baby raise a glass to mend all the broken hearts, 

of all my wrecked up friends.

I’ll never talk again, oh boy you’ve left me speechless.
You’ve left me speechless so speechless.

I’ll never love again, oh friend you’ve left me speechless.
You’ve left me speechless, so speechless.

Hooow?
Haaaa-oooo-wow? H-ooow?
Wow. Haaaa-oooo-wow? H-ooow?
Wow

And after all the drinks and bars that we’ve been to
Would you give it all up? Could I give it all up for you?

And after all the boys and girls that we’ve been through
Would you give it all up? Could you give it all up?

If I promise to you boy, that I’ll never talk again
And I’ll never love again, I’ll never write a song
Won’t even sing along

I’ll never love again, so speechless
You left me speechless, so speechless
Why you so speechless, so speechless?

Will you ever talk again? Oh boy, why you so speechless?
You’ve left me speechless

Some men may follow me but you choose “death and company”
Why you so speechless? Oh oh oh.

A nightmare to remember.

A nightmare to remember
I'll never be the same
what began as laughter, so soon will turn to pain

The sky was clear and frigid
The air was thick and still
Now I'm not one to soon forget
And I'll bet I never will

Picked up for a moment
The perfect irony
A flawless new beginning
Eclipsed by tragedy

The uninvited stranger started dancing on his own,

So we said goodbye to the growing bride and we made our way back home.

Life was so simple then
We were so innocent
Father and mother
Holding each other

Without warning out of nowhere
Like a bullet from the night
Crashing fast rubber and steel
Scorching fire glowing light

Screams of terror pain of fear
Sounds of silence smoke in my eyes
Silent stillness blackened silence
No more screaming no more cries

Starved and bewildered cold and afraid
Torn up and broken frightened and dazed

Lying on the table in some familiar place
I'm greeted by a stranger, a man without a face
He said "Son, do you remember, so you even know your name?"
Then he shined a light into my eyes and said "Take this for the pain"

Hopelessly drifting bathing in beautiful agony
I am endlessly falling lost in this wonderful misery
In peaceful sedation I may have a way and all of the panic inside starts to fade
Hopelessly drifting bathing in beautiful agony

"Tell me does this hurt you" said the faceless man
"Can you move all of your fingers, can you try your best to stand?"
I asked about the others "Is everyone okay?"
He told me not to worry, as he turned and looked away

Hopelessly drifting bathing in beautiful agony
I am endlessly falling lost in this wonderful misery
In peaceful sedation I may have a way and all of the panic inside starts to fade
Hopelessly drifting bathing in beautiful agony

Day after day, and night after night
We play out the events did they ever see the red light?
Over and over, scene by scene like a recolored nightmare haunted by dreams.
How can you prepare for what would happened next?
No son should ever have to see his father's such a mess
It's a miracle he lived 

it's a blessing no one died by the grace of god above everyone survived

Life was so simple then
We were so innocent
It will stay with us forever
A nightmare to remember..