miércoles, 30 de septiembre de 2009




Matemática: 9,50
Física: 9,50
Química: 10
Biología: 10
Comunicación Oral y Escrita: 9
Literatura: 9
Geografía: 9
Historia: 9
Tecnología: 9,50
Introducción a la Informática: 9,50
Lógica Matemática: 9
Inglés: 10
Taller: 9,50
Educación Física: 8


9,32

domingo, 27 de septiembre de 2009

And some day, I promise I'll be gone.

Volviendo a mis andadas (:

Una noche que iba a empezar con peliculas y terminar con helado. Una noche que terminó en House con amigos, genial!






I don't really get to understand you. You complain about yourself, say you'll never be good enough. But, what will you get just fucking everybody, tell them they're fake when they'll always stand up for you?
I'm sorry, but if you want to change, this is NOT the way.

sábado, 26 de septiembre de 2009

I trusted in you, but you didn't seem to care. I told you everyone of my mistakes, just as when you told me yours. I promised you I'll be there for you, not matter what happened. I thought you wold understad like I understood you, but you didn't. You chose to let me down. I know I'm not the best, but weren't you my friend? The one who would always be there? I guess you forgot with on of my mistakes. You said loud and clear it would never be the same. So if you decide to come back some day, you know I'll be there, 'cause I relly meant it when I said I loved you.

jueves, 24 de septiembre de 2009

Just trying to be the real me, don't cover myself with fucking shit.

viernes, 18 de septiembre de 2009


Tears roll on down my face.

lunes, 14 de septiembre de 2009

There's nothing I could say to you
Nothing I could ever do to make you see
What you mean to me
All the pain, the tears I cried
Still you never said goodbye and now I know
How far you'd go
I know I let you down
But it's not like that now
This time I'll never let you go

I will be, all that you want
And get myself together
'Cause you keep me from falling apart
All my life, I'll be with you forever
To get you through the day
And make everything O.K.
I thought that I had everything
I didn't know what life could bring
But now I see, honestly
You're the one thing I got right
The only one I let inside

Now I can breathe, 'cause you're here with me
'Cause without you I can't sleep
I'm not gonna ever, ever let you leave
You're all I've got, you're all I want
Yeah...
And without you I don't know what I do
I can never, ever live a day without you
Here with me, do you see,
You're all I need


Perdón por no ser lo que te merecés .-

domingo, 13 de septiembre de 2009


JUGANDO A LAS ESCONDIDAS.-

miércoles, 9 de septiembre de 2009

Miedo a defraudarlo, a que se marche de mi lado y quede todo olvidado.
No, no soy brillante ni la mejor, no soy la más coherente tampoco. Soy poco y de lo poco que soy poco entiendo.


Perfección es una palabra demasiado grande, aunque muchas veces la haya pronunciado con una lejana liviandad; tan fuerte es que no conocemos su significado en bruto. Nunca vimos a alguien perfecto, nunca conocimos una pareja perfecta, no vivimos jamás en un mundo perfecto, nunca nada salió perfectamente. Somos ignorantes de aquello que es perfecto.-

martes, 8 de septiembre de 2009

She wasn't born anorexic, but nowadays she suffers,
staring at these half-naked stars on magazine covers.
feeling pressured by the public.
She only weighs 90 pounds but still sucks in her stomache.
On the inside she's dieing, lying to herself, thinking:
- 5 more pounds won't jeopardize my health.
One day she might just collapse, she can't avoid it.
Too many sleepless nights spent bent over a toilet.
Spewing vomit, like she was an alcoholic.
Praying to a God she never believed in to stop it.
Now she looks like the skeleton she sees in her closet.
So close to death she can taste it, body looks wasted.
Hates life, hates you, hates the way she looks naked.
Now she's feeling drowsy, lousy,
thinking maybe this world's better off without me
I'm so sorry for all that I've done,
I'm so sorry for what I've become.
I'm so sorry, so sorry for wasting your time,
I can't hold you back 'cuz I'm losing my mind.

domingo, 6 de septiembre de 2009

viernes, 4 de septiembre de 2009

miércoles, 2 de septiembre de 2009


Situations are irrelevant now. He loves the way that I tease,
I love the way that he breathes.

I touched his ooh, he touched my ahhh, it was the craziest thing!
I love the boys who hate to love because they're just like me.

He can't behave I'm not just a slave, don’t worry I'll be gone when
the morning comes.
Darling what is going on?
Honestly that never happened lying is your favorite passion.
Leave me, go where I belong
Hired heels and lipstick napkins dying is your latest fashion.
The frustration it's a regular thing
I hate the ones who love to hate because they're just like me.
A certain boy he took her hand and put in my lap
It's way too full he said once you have me you'll always come back.
I know you love to insist and all it takes is a kiss and you just
love to hate me.

You know you love all the lies so don’t act surprised that I just
love to hate you.

I kissed your lips you pulled my hair it was the craziest thing.