'am I too dirty? am i too flirty?'

With the venomous kiss you gave me
I'm killing loneliness (Killing loneliness)
With the warmth of your arms you saved me,
Oh, I'm killing loneliness with you
I'm killing loneliness that turned my heart into a tomb
I'm killing loneliness

awake.unafraid@hotmail.com - feel like killing loneliness with me?

[ 'i wanna stand up, i wanna let go' ]

links ahoy!

this is me
and my life:


*in words:
this makes me proud, is my work
this makes me happy
this worries me and I still need it
this is who i look up to
this keeps me sane and alive
this is my everything
this is my forever
this is my company

*in pics:<
they make me feel okay
they make me understand
they make me scream
they are more than what I can say
they are back
they keep me awake
they lullaby me to sleep
[and there are so many more that I can never finish this list]

*x-posted to my LJ*

ladyrcoketdale - maia - or just me

[ 'open up my eager eyes' ]

i love coincidences – those amuse me to death.

[ 'make it up, break it up, what do you care' ]

i'm going to kill lucen one of this days - really if she doesn't stop saying that i have to watch fucking Heroes i am really going to fucking kill her. i really don't care about the slash or the hot boys or even the good plot. reeeally ¬¬. /i needed to say that - again.

talking about people to kill i may murder mark in this days, the motherfucker did this pretty make up on himself and won't tell me how *pouts* i mean i have enough to figure it out with Panic!'s make up - he's a friend se shouldn't do that

that was pointless ¬¬. in other news i got a new aim name (well in my deffense, King Bden lasted like a month and a half) but i don't like alredy - is just that what i wanted was to long, the other was took and - yeah well, not happy. i think i'm gonna stay with good ol' msn. even thought i'm a bit tired of famous last words - the line is still pretty much me :D

and Pals, dear, if you see this before me - i have a fic for you :D and i wanna talk you, there's a bunch of things to say *misses*

i was gonna sing as alicia i dunno why - ok i do know but - let's leave this in maria, ok?

[ 'let me wrap myself around you' ]

*ejem*
1. I love Linkin Park. Deply.
2. I hate Linkin Part. Madly.
*ejem*

*explains*
1. Minutes To Midnight.
2. The Projekt Revolution Tour.

oh - i'm very amused today. i wrote smut a fic then found out somenthing interesting and just read a few things about the new AP's book and well, yeah.

i'm gonna keep talking about all this in my LJ - and myabe then on aim and msn. weird day today.

SANTI! ooops, i mean maia

ps. pals i miss you :[

[ 'i look at you and smile' ]

teenagers scare me.
teenagers girls scare the living shit out of me.
teenagers girls in groups make me wonder how all the boys in the world haven't turn into gays.

*sigh*

it's amusing, thought, how some boys seem to love everything i just said i despised. but really, i'm pretty sure that when i was 15/16 i wasn't like 'em… but well, i'm not a good example of anything like that.


ahhh, my new hair feels so fucking good. and it needs to go out more often. i need to go out more often, i need to meet new people.
not that anything of that is gonna happen, but that's to point out that my intentions exists

btw, spiderman 3 ftw! meaning that i pretty much liked the movie – i may ramble over it on my LJ or later.

(wanna hear the song in me head? well, that would be I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor by Arctic Monkeys. i dunno why, i don't even really like 'em – less for the last song, i like that one. and i assume i like this one too ;])

mery, who indeed looks good on the dancefloor or at least she used too

[ 'wrong until you make it right' ]

I'd drive my car off of the bridge
If I knew that you weren't inside

i think there are a lot of things we'll do if we know they wouldn't cause a terrible effect. words we'll say if we knew that nothing is going to change or that everything will be okay. actions we'll take if someone can assure us that no matter what everything would be the same as before.
we'll be braver – i'll be braver that's for sure – if there's something that would remain the same even if the rest changes.
it's like – like if you want to move forward, do something a level up; but you're not sure.. so this something provides you the safety of that even if you do what you want at the end all the damage that could have been caused it has been avoided and only the would results came out – that way you'll do it, right? you'll do anything, right?
i know i would… it would be a fantastic way to kill some time

(the song in my head it's Handcuffs from Brand New, that's the link for you to download it)

maia, who would arrest you if she had some time

[ 'can i change your mind?' ]

i may be ugly but they sure love to stare.

i think – i think that i have a pretty fucked up concept of beauty.

anyway, i'm not going to rant about what i think is beautiful (which is very different of what i think is hot or pretty or cute or even nice to the eyes). i'm going to talk nonsense until i got tired.

or maybe i'm going to give myself a reason of why i started to write in english again. i don't know, i assume it's easier. all the music i listen to is in english, also are the movies i watch or the tv-series i follow. i love how the english words come out from my mouth, i love talking dirty in english it's easier and it sounds better (okay I totally blame fanfiction for that one), but really i feel like in english i can say whatever i want and never be wrong about it (ugh, how jack marin of me ¬¬). and thinking in english is something i do every day, so it's easier to write in the same way i think.

that makes sense, somewhere in my head. (and yes caplocks are for suckers).

btw, if someone says that i'm a way too skinny lately i'm going to kill 'em with scissors

cute is what maia aims for. or not

[ 'don't tell me that it's over' ]

the mistake of my lips on yours
is worth it when we breath the same air.

the hand travelling in the skin
patches the want of a tattoo shinning there, or anywhere.

the thrust of chest against chest
is the inner and mutual fight of stopping or not.

the blur of confusion in your eyes
makes sense if we try to see this situation.

we don't.

(don't ask, i don't even now from where the fuck that came from.)

the usual, me

me gustaría...

…But baby when they knock you, down and out
It's where you ought to stay…
-My Chemical Romance

Me dijeron una vez que era buena con las palabras… Me acostumbré a creerlo y tanto me acostumbre, que deje que estas fuesen la mi más segura forma para realmente conectarme con las personas. La única forma en las que creo que puedo ayudar, consolar, proteger, cuidar, querer… Por eso cuando alguien necesita, me necesita, le escribo…
Por eso te escribo… Porque necesitas una ayuda, un consuelo, una protección de la triste realidad que quizás tengas que afrontar (y si, voy a decir quizás hasta el ultimo memento donde estemos seguras de que esa es la realidad)… Porque te quiero…
Me gustaría que en mis palabras se escondiese la formula secreta que va a resolver el problema que ahora da vueltas en tu cabeza (y ya que estamos que en mis palabras se esconda un pasaje a alguna provincia Argentina… pero vamos por partes)… Me encantaría darte en una cajita un montón de sobrecitos maravillosos para abrir en el momento justo y que arreglen lo que ya haya que arreglar… Me haría feliz cualquier cosa que pueda hacer para hacerte feliz…
…Pero por lástima no tengo de la magia que enseñan en Hogwarts ni de ninguna otra y no puedo ofrecerte más que todas estas palabras en las que disfrazo mis inquietudes por vos y mi cariño que ha crecido tanto en este año (y que seguirá creciendo)… Mi humilde forma de mostrarte que estoy a tu lado, y recordarte que pase lo que pase, vos podrás superarlo…

…So fix your eyes and get up,
Better get up, while you can…
-My Chemical Romance

te quiero mucho
xoxo
Ro.

¿quién necesita la perfección?

esto es para quienes ya saben que es... y es viejo, but bare with me

I can not live
I can't breathe
Unless you do this with me
-The Adventure ~ Angels & Airwaves

Y me sale escribirte…
Me abandono al hecho de poder expresarme entre palabras y metáforas. Me salen las ganas de querer protegerte, de querer salvarte de la banal existencia que no te mereces, de refugiarte a mi lado y de prometerte que todo estará mejor, que el sol brillará mas fuerte, que las estrellas serán mas puras, que los deseos se cumplirán como las horas que pasan… Pero no puedo… No puedo dejar que me gane el querer inventarte un mundo perfecto y utópico si va a salirnos a ambos más caro… No puedo hacerte creer que las soluciones aparecerán por arte de magia y todo encasillará de modo serafín en el mapa de este universo… No puedo, a pesar de que lo quiero desde el fondo de mi alma…

Y entonces?
Entonces me queda decirte otra vez que aquí estoy… Que a pesar de que en algunos casos la geografía nos juegue en contra o que a veces los momentos no coordinen, mi corazón esta al lado del tuyo, mis voz esta en tus oídos cuando quieras oírla, mi hombro esta a tu lado cuando necesites apoyarte, mis manos están junto a las tuyas cuando haya que hacer algo, mis brazos están para abrazarte…

El mundo no es perfecto, la existencia es a veces dolorosa, la vida parece no valer la pena algo así como un millón de veces… Pero hay pequeñas razones que nos hacen sonreír, hay motivaciones escondidazas en cartas, en música, en la tele, en la compu... Están en todos lados, son algo así como cables a tierra, son mas que relaciones humanas o que cosas en las que depositar el cariño… Son sentimientos que nos hacen sentirnos vivos y a esos tenemos que aferrarnos cuando todo nos tienta a dejarnos ir…

Ser fuertes es el desafío.
Es la meta a cumplir.
Es la pauta primera para salir airosos, para sobrevivir…

Mi vida no será de los colores del arco iris; más bien tendrá muchos rojos y muchos negros… No sonarán cascabeles y armoniosos violines, en su lugar se oirán baterías y guitarras fuertes gritando al punk rock… Mi vida no será perfecta, pero te tiene a vos en ella… y eso, eso es suficiente.

xoxo,
marie

ps: do me a favor: smile like you mean it

[ This band ]

[ this band saved my life ]

maia *is the black parade*