miércoles, 9 de mayo de 2007

[ '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?

martes, 8 de mayo de 2007

[ '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 :[

domingo, 6 de mayo de 2007

[ '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

jueves, 3 de mayo de 2007

[ '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

miércoles, 2 de mayo de 2007

[ '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

lunes, 30 de abril de 2007

[ '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