Nine inches.

Mañana prometo sacar un par de fotos así actualizo el blog que lentamente decae. Jaja, no importa si le tengo que sacar foto a una mandarina, pero algo voy a subir.

Friday.

Creo que me estoy poniendo las pilas, queda un poco más de una semana para el comienzo de clases y empezé a hacer la tarea (FINALLY) así que voy bien supongo. Si la semana que viene estoy con un ataque de locura no se preocupen.

Esperando.

Son esos momentos pienso en los viejos tiempos y no puedo evitar, casi sin pensarlo vuelvo a cada rato, ya no puedo esperar. Me involucro, tengo miedos, no es fácil, sólo enfrento cada instante, un momento, nunca es tarde para comprender. Ese frío intenso que se apoderó de mí sólo quiero quitar, vuelvo a recordalo, sé que hace mucho daño, sólo quiero curar esperando. Me involucro, tengo miedos, no es fácil, sólo enfrento cada instante, un momento, nunca es tarde para comprender. Esperando lo que está por venir, voy llegando donde nunca salí. Me involucro, tengo miedos, no es fácil, sólo enfrento cada instante, un momento, nunca es tarde para comprender.

Lady, where has your love gone? I was looking but can't find it anywhere They always offer when there's loads of love around But, when you're short of some, it's nowhere to be found Well, I know your game, you told him yesterday No chance, you'll get nothin' from me But now she's there, you're there, everybody's there He's in turmoil, as puzzled as can be Just like me Let's go down, down, low down Where I know I should not go Oh and she thinks she's the one But she's just one in 24 And just 'cause everybody's doin' it Does that mean that I can, too?Lady, where has your love gone? It was the anti-septic to the sore To hold you by the hand Must be first, be in demand How he longs for you to long for him once more Just once more Let's go down, down, low down Where I know I should not go Oh and she thinks she's the one But she's just one in 24 And just 'cause everybody's doin' it Does that mean that I can, too? Oh... Her eyes went down and cut you up And there's nothing like a dirty look from The one you want, or the one you've lost An ache in your soul is everybody's goal To get what they can't have That's why you're after her And that's why she's after him But sayin' it wont change a thing And they'll realise that it wont change a thing Realise that it won't change a thing.

Fuck.

My sister's back.

I've missed you mirror of my heart ♥

Today I had to go to the institude and hand in some HW which was really funny 'cos I started doing it an hour before and I've come to the conclusion that I work much better under deadlines. I may have a month to do things but I always do them at the very last minute, dunno why. I have to work on that, I get great results, though. But I sort of like the nervs and excitement of doing things at the last minute. I have to eat now, it's quite late.

Today I honestly didn't know what to upload. Suddenly Harry came to my mind. Gorgeous picture, gosh Tom looks so fucking sexy. I'm tired and I woke up at 12. Haaaaaaaaa.

♥

Baby I'm yours, and I'll be yours until two and two is three.

Crying Lightning.

Sat in the cafe by the cracker factory You were practicing a magic trick And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed On the last of your pick and mix Said your mistaken if your thinking that I haven't been caught cold before As you bit into your strawberry lace And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper Is all you have left and it was going to waste Your past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I love that little game you had called Crying lightning And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons The next time that I caught my own reflection It was on it's way to meet you Thinking of excuses to postpone You never look like yourself from the side But your profile did not hide The fact you knew I was approaching your throne With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw And your past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I hate that little game you had called Crying lightning And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons Uninviting But not half as impossible as everyone assumes You are crying lightning Your past-times, consisted of the strange And twisted and deranged And I hate that little game you had called Crying.

I'm back sort of speaking.

I've been ill. Not swine flu thank goodness, just some regular flu. My life can't possibly be more unproductive, I've spent my time sleeping, reading, KNITTING, listening to music and lying in my bed sick. I'd better start with the homework right away this weak. I'm off now, have a pleasent saturday.

Happy Birthday Cookie ♥

Jamie de mi corazón pasala hermoso hoy y disfruta querido.

Ídolas Alexita Chung y Tennesse Thomas.

I'm not feeling very good today, I think it's a mix between those deadly photographs and my terrible mood. Not very sure, though. Anyway, a month! We have a month to do nothing, that is great and a bit disturbing ahhaha. I wish I didn't have this fucking headache. Tonight yes, YEAH, Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice's last season chapter. I'm gonna cry, I needed to and now I'm going to. (Perdonen por cambiar de tema en cada oración.)

Happy Birthday Nick ♥

I will always say that THAT is your best shot. O'Malley, 24! I'm proud of you. You're one of the few men that I've loved (and the list is not very long) and you and your beautiful bass relax me every day. So I hope you have a great day. I fucking love you.

Fuckin' Bro ♥

The day after you stole my heart, everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you.